My mind speaks at ease in timeless tarry
For the master whom taught of mind to heart speaks in no ruse
Simple Words so powerful connecting entwine airy
Time is but in infinity, but not in my favor for use.
Now never an enemy but a wall
Wishing no crack or any faults that lie
Thy eye can only tell what it sees but can never know how at all
Only an idiot mind can thee know why.
Never at haste had art trees and walls formed
For they never rise to what they could have become
Let rivers take their courses routed
All but at else fade truly numb.
Ageless wit for ...