Elements of She
by Edward Taylor III
How long will the simple feast at the banquet of fools –
When it’s her insight they hunger for?
She possess a beauty which is to be more sought after then the rarest pearl in the sea;
She veil’s her face behind the shadow of words, to find her is to find understanding,
She walks in a garment meant for royalty,
She stands atop the highest peak calling out to those who need her compelling men to seek her;
Kings lust for her presence, rulers become beggars at her feet;
She is the guide leading men through the mist of choice;
When She spoke to Me…
her voice…
The very essence of reason;
She taught me her way’s, She showed me great mysteries, & as I rested in her bosom…,
The waters of time stood still, frozen as a river caught in winters chill;
I soon fell in love with the warmth of her inspiration;
& when I awoke!
I found myself wed to her…
(…Sigh…)
awww,
Wisdom…