Undeniable

A thought-
An after-thought-
The digested lemon-
Rolled like an egg-
Like a misguided tooth in my hand-
It's a ball-
The sphere hopelessly endless-
No end in the stars-
No end in sand-
A fork-
But I am not wounded-
Merely joyously crippled-
My side is glad-
Glad yet disturbed-
But the feather far outweighs the lead-
And in one voice the ballads bend and blend together-
My blood-stained eye looks on-
Wishing to see as the Great Eye-
And it sees-
And I know-
And it's more than a thought-