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A verse to mark the end to this season of mine -

The Fool PHP

Since the wise men have not spoken,
I speak that am only a fool;
A fool that hath loved his folly,
Yea, more than the wise men their books
or counting houses, or their quiet homes,
Or their fame in men's mouths;
A fool that in all his days hath done never a prudent thing.

I have squandered the splendid years
that the Lord God gave to my youth
In attempting impossible things, deeming them alone worth the toil.
Lord, if I had the years I would squander them over again
Aye, fling them from me!
For this I have heard in my heart,
that a man shall scatter, not hoard,
Shall do the deed of today, nor take thought of tomorrow's teen,
Shall not bargain or huckster with God.

The lawyers have sat in council,
the men with the keen, long faces,
And said, "This man is a fool,"
and others have said, "He blasphemeth".
And the wise have pitied the fool
that hath striven to give a life
In the world of time and space among the bulks of actual things,
To a dream that was dreamed in the heart,
and that only the heart could hold.

posted by anodyne @ 14.9.04