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…