David Vr Poet Quatrain

A Thousand Scoundrel Winds May Scream

A thousand scoundrel winds may scream,
	And howl the storm-laden night
The Himalayan winds may roar,
        With their fury, with their might

And speak as much or little truth
	As those who think they know
The wise professions of the learned; - 
        A gale wind, a blizzard’s snow

A fickle lantern lamp may shine,
	With dim and dying light
Burning from some hidden place
        On a fog-enshrouded night

And illuminate as very little 
	As those that claim to see
We know nothing – we know nothing:
        The sole true philosophy!

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