The world that never was
But always is
Is ever present to the seeking and discerning mind
And on the desiccating winds
And in the thin air above
The highest peaks
Beyond the barren facts
Of history
Lies the light of revealed truth
Beyond the bones and dust and stones
Of time's empty temples
And ruined cities
The highest principles
The eternal virtues
Are the monolith
Against which to measure — truly
This world of mediocrity
This world of disappointments
And of woe
Against men
Against their money, their foibles, their achievements
Stands truth eternal
The perennial wisdom unrealized
But always waiting
For any who sincerely seek it
For any lonely soul who dares
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