Only themeslves understand themselves
Only him and her, and him and her
And then some, not, wholly unknown
The mystery calms
The perfect understanding of souls
Not in visions pure
But in worldly experience
In poets to come, in mystic orators
Singers of the dawns, musicians of the heart
Only themselves understand themselves
What is she is she, and him is him
And then some, only in love
By grace ascended, athletic in unity
The mystery claims us all
The perfect understanding of souls
If only but to advance for a moment
Before decline, indicative that
The future is listening
In casual looks of children-minds
What are those of the known
But portals to enter the unknown
For him and her, and her and him
Them, us and prophetically all.
June 12th, 2013
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