Ok, knowledge is all about
Getting along with the Pyrenees If you’re a cloud, to learn The cross-winds, to slip with ease Along the northern slope, But more, to breathe within The human breath, linking us To gneiss and jessamine, So that our eyes draw light From river ripples’ glint, Our minds from droplet-hanging Spider webs among the spearmint, So that we are complete. And that is our thirst, Our thirst to know The universe, to be immersed In a burst of sunlight That sparkles on the grass In air that swathes the earth With glimpses of moon and brass, Beyond the finest fine, And the breath within our breath Demands that higher land Where death has met its death, And that is the secret service Of those whose hearts are right, Who seek with love and candles For knowledge with delight.
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Yaacov David Shulman
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