once and again

People of Orphalese, beauty is life when life unveils her holy face.
But you are life and you are the veil.
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
But you are eternity and you are the mirror.

Khalil Gibran

i once met knowledge, but knowledge couldn't
it wasn't woven to heart and spirit

i met a spirit of beauteous light, the spirit couldn't
it wasn't stitched to the mind's currents or hearts desires

i once met a heart, its goodness expansive beyond the senses
and yet this heart lacked conduits to mind and spirit

i once met riches beyond mere comfort, the riches of mere poverty
these riches a poor man's treasures could not procure

i took my part in search of spirit, to seek heart and expand the mind
the road ahead is long and narrow
yet short, too short ... enjoy your travels.

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