A walk on the shores of yesterday's thoughts
We drowned a thousand feet and emerged taught
Memories of ancient wisdom jog along my skull
And winnow my brain from the rain of fashion chaff
From a distance stands a light
Gazing into the soul of our present night
It fades away and I bid it farewell
The world looks blur but the clear glare of the sun
Confusion is but for a dusk
At dawn we sit in the arbor and ask
'From whence cometh the light without a match'
And oh, from our forefathers, their graves
Yesterday's wisdom, tomorrow's vision
Today's night, yesterday's light
Wisdom, vision
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