Who Sees Seeing,
by J. W. Cassandra
What is a cradle, that is a coffin at the same time:
Being for its board leans the same wood.
Who is a Sage, he is a Fool at the same time:
Notice in the Sage even the Fool, too,
And notice the Sage in the Fool:
The essential revives in his core
Before your eyes, so you can grab at last,
Why the Sage became a Fool – for you.
Who sees seeing, for him this essence opens forth.
06/01. 2020., by J. W. Cassandra
