Every mind sees its own tree
Or the blocks of stone, some Vertical, some horizontal, The secret within the cranium, Some perceive strokes of music In the creaking swing, some Formulas of the pendulum, the Science of the tympanum, The Inuit, the Bharata, The Chhetri in Nepal, The teardrop of the Maori, A Bulawayo kraal, The mind spreads from Reunion To Peru, the Minang, the Malay, The female brain and the male, The ribosomes, the Milky Way. Even the poorest of the poor Are healed when they give A drink of water, a blanket, With no light but the instinctive, But that does not diminish The light of the inner caves Of the mind, the flashing Choruses of seraph enclaves.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
Yaacov David Shulman
Archives
October 2019
Categories |