No Rational Entwinements in the Chest
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The moonlight dies. The dawn comes on. The day
Kills dawn. The morning star goes out and noon
Cries out in silence. Gateways help these stray
Apart, connections lost. No magic rune
Gives meaning to their separate states. These glows
Rise distant in their force and fade. If links
Are there, they come from poets in a pose.
The scientific mind departs or shrinks
Because the heart desires some other cause.
Men do not want to know of logic here.
They want the spirit world’s eyes and laws
Not explanations Einstein-like, austere.
We want a Buddha lotus held with love
To bring on mystery on high, above.
~ Phillip Whidden