sweet ...
here from the rose garden of OK from Persia 1000ACE
Into this Universe, and Why not knowing
Nor Whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing;
And out of it, as Wind along the Waste,
I know not Whither, willy-nilly blowing.
XXX
What, without asking, hither hurried Whence?
And, without asking, Whither hurried hence!
Oh, many a Cup of this forbidden Wine
Must drown the memory of that insolence!
XXXI
Up from Earth's Centre through the Seventh Gate
rose, and on the Throne of Saturn sate;
And many a Knot unravel'd by the Road;
But not the Master-knot of Human Fate.
XXXII
There was the Door to which I found no Key;
There was the Veil through which I might not see
Some little talk awhile of Me and Thee
There was--and then no more of Thee and Me.
Myself when young did eagerly frequent , learned doctor and saint and heard great argument , about it and about....
....but ever came out by the same door as in I went .
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