The Yearning

Life is rich enough,

the earth, verdant enough

the path, straight enough

the way, sure enough.

Forsake the primacy of knowledge, and walk

into the garden, within

your bosom

carry the sweetest, heaviest, lustiest

inconsolable longing

that

you have the strength

and courage

to bear. The

sacred

will meet you there

and the things of heaven

will go strangely dim.

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