Here,
lying,
in the grass
by the river,
one has got
a better education
than the one sought.
For an empty mind
is a better learner
And the one who believes in the knowing,
is like one confident in the anchor
on a loose sea bed.
Sight fixed in opaque waters
set adrift by confidence.
For people are like an hourglass,
holding no definite aspect.
Timing without the time,
becoming without being.
And things become purposeless
in their completion,
like bodies decomposed
and so are purposeful
in their completing
like water potable
before it reaches the sea.