V. 2. / 174.) The Book

The book cast aside by the world

Was mine ---

In it, and out of it, I existed

Put into me it was

And taken out of it I am

And that not of my own self

No one can understand its pages

When they think they do

They don’t ---

Nor do they understand

What should come out of it

Human reason gets it back-to-front

Human thinking turns upon itself

And so finds there only what it has

What it hasn’t is what it needs

For what it has is not sufficient ---

Not by any measure --- nor can any

Human wisdom hold what cannot

Be held by any single human mind

And we will not surrender and so

We will never understand ourselves

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