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Too Simple Terms

TOO SIMPLE TERMS SIMPLE TERMS Absence of all, somewhere I am, At the infancy of the well measured. I’ve tasted the honey, But don’t know how is made. I’ve constructed a shack, Without plans or foundations. I’ve wondered how the river flows, While fishing with my bare hands. I look from below at the work of the greats, Knowing so well I’ll never be there. I think to myself in too simple terms. Luis M. Lambert

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