PHILOSOPHY

Once poets tried to rescue philosophy
But she was too heavy
So they drowned in and with her.

From the drowned and the drowning
Do not expect breath
Nor oxygen.

Just lift your glass
Look at the moon
And toast to your health.

Do not hurry
Because of all the things
That reason could not fathom on your lonely path.

The universe still hears you.
Blaze your trail.

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