Logos

Logos A celebration – In the beginning was the word And the word was Light And the word was God And there was light Get a pencil, quickly! Glissade the sleeping white mystery of memory Apply the semantic stencil Spoon in the smooth syrup lyrics Deliver the ether! How divine to skip the obtuse Mortal mind, To breeze the reverie, arc over obfuscating could be... How like day, like sky, like sight To loop truth in a glib nib snippet! Not the skelter Of fear, nor the smear of mere logic, But the whole soul in single scoop, In tune intuition, sheer fruition - The clear, clear vision. Bright, bright, Bright is the unbound light Of truth!