Tantrum Of Sages
All this light and nothing to see,
angry at the stars.
Athena sails across the sea,
preaching the word of Mars.
Wondering and wandering,
down dead-end roads of learning.
Fiery words inflame and smolder,
in books that keep on burning.
Understanding without meaning,
The pageantry of gleaning,
what is real and what’s illusion.
Confident in conscience,
crusaders charge at treason.
The blind man has the common sense,
to wrestle God with reason.
Back and forth the pendulum swings,
in extremes we can be certain.
Peek between the shades of gray,
the light behind the curtain.
Where it all will end,
determined by the dawn.
The truth is everything remaining,
when everything else is gone.