There Is No Sense At All. I Say
there is no sense at all figuring the truth
there is none to boot
nothing to say, in this world where words
do not exist,
as you go out from that door where syllables
are functional
you enter the gate of the truth of all.
in perfect understanding without words.
in perfect harmony, without the scales.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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