Knowledge is only as powerful as those that can relate in your company, so please feel free to add your points too!!
Knowest
Row in the man that seems to dwindle,
Upon the novel value of word,
He seest he feelest (he dreams)
Upon the clarity of word, song and theme.
Wherein dost this man become known or known?
Is it flight that teaches us to land?
I look and see there is no more fact
than truth is concrete, within this distant land.
I see, I feel, I dream.
What lies beyond me is as
figurative
as god.
And thus! I can no longer (if ever) be known, or known.
