I whispered the words I had come to say;
In humbleness I broke the deep silence,
Perfectly knowing the size and the weight
Of the questions, and of your prescience;
Having said what I came to say, I rose
With hardly a recalcitrant feeling,
Your wisdom is greater than mine I know,
Strictly righteous are all of your dealings.
How famed are your powers of cognizance,
They are sung all about, both far and near;
I proposed many quandaries to advance,
And waited for the response to come clear.
      Within your Delphic glance the answers rest
......And in your cryptic words, the truth is guessed.


◄ Wallflowers

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