I left no word Of where I had gone Or where I was going Or what I was to become! Watching the time Of day carry me away Into infinity!
In constant motion, I plead for patience- But time, Ceases for no one! Least of all, My subsequent Will, Who kneels In humble submission To divine law!
The rhythms Of nature Are the instructors And the implements Of genius! Whom no one before Has told or discovered_ That in time- the World- Not you-is old!
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New York City