I caught a glimpse of it, winking
it's immense eye from time's shadow.
The lines of light follows it's breaths.
Whispered is one answer to rattle in the hollow
of my straining, pitiful collection of the know.
It laughed, promised to teach what's just beyond
the reach of my damned leash.
So I believe and I grieve
my sanity.

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