In stillness, I am thinking 
Protruding forth, my senses
Grasping the unsaid, as the most important thing
Fastening then with now, connecting
Making reason

Equation with equation, I question
Erasing lines, gaining conclusion
Infer, that itis only another dawning
Percieving what I see, however, may I listen?
Truly understand, with every purpose
The meaning, knowing
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