Is wisdom for one to find
Revealed gently upon the mind
Within the engrams and ingrained
On patterns of an endgame yet untamed?
Found deep in your eyes’ embrace
A field of fairest loving grace
Love, the beating rose of life,
O burning assuaging pyre
A healing repose from strife
Dawn of wisdom, hope’s desire.
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