Sunday, December 22, 2013
So Much Ground
So much ground grasped, a grammar
Was an embassy for the precognition,
So much ground was grasped, with words
That constituted a meaning of forms,
The superior intellect.
So much ground made sense, with thoughts
Inside minds to roll and rewind, like genius
So inspired by the doings of Superiority.
So much ground had died, without us
And within our hearts through which to see
Like a proper devout religiosity.
So much was in the world that we created,
And this I know for the people who managed
A deed or two to be praised.