Who in the play of the waves,
Recognizes his blood pressure,
Who the evening last cloud,
Secretly dreaming called sister,

Who in the Shrine of the May-light
In the spring meadows hall,
Shimmer looks in the dew of the grass,
Age gods pale trace,

He is still, after anxious err
Among people intact,
Detached from the illusion of desire,
Finally returned home.

Author: mmartel

"If he's honest, he'll steal; if he's human, he'll murder; if he's faithful, he'll deceive. Being at a loss to resolve these questions, I am resolved to leave them without any resolution." I have so much to say to you that I am afraid I shall tell you nothing."

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