During the days of yore
Entering into boyhood end explore
Got an opportunity by beauty
To study my very own duty
I venerated my puzzled self
To flow along enough by myself
Contemplating with blessing
Being patient, forbearing
On the subject --I should address
Now I am gone astray
Flying without wings, I say
With vacant thoughtfulness
During dawn of time emptiness
© daniel miltz
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