Tuesday, January 26, 2010

a poem by a faust: "the fifth power of the Sphinx"


the fifth power of the Sphinx

(or, a creature, with feathers: that chooses to remain)

.'.Joy.'.


...see a life left a chance yet a present perfect as surrender to new


.'.Love.'.


always already the only foundation upon which will the Great


.'.Work.'.


be as good & as easy as is energie infinite & as beauty is True


.'.Will.'.


birthright Divine of innocence Human: even in sorrow, to know we can see...





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