Words and Ideas

Orbiting words and ideas though not always understanding, we are drawn like moths to a candle. They give us light, We do not need substance. Reality is the ether that we fly through Its origin does not matter It comes from nowhere, nowhere that we understand. We seek knowledge Forming words and ideas to hold it Like a cage Like water in a cage. We have the cage, words and ideas to prove we have captured knowledge. We have the cage securely locked, Our treasure safely held. We do not have the key. We have the cage We have the knowledge of Our treasure safely held. And within Like water in a cage It leaks away