tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11152564.post-38660656306060055332008-05-07T04:11:00.000-07:002008-05-07T21:20:23.243-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">O</span>n a lonesome road, One windswept day<div>One man came upon another</div><div>Who was wise and old and bearded</div><div>And who called the first man "Brother."</div><div><br /></div><div>"Are you here to learn the truth?"<br /><div>The bearded man inquired.</div><div>"It is best, I think, to be informed</div><div>Than it is to be inspired."</div><div><br /></div><div>The wanderer then replied,</div><div>"I've been so long traveling</div><div>That my spirit wanders as I sleep</div><div>And reality's unraveling."</div><div><br /></div><div>"From hill to desert I have come, </div><div>And learned so little from it.</div><div>I've come to mind a life spent climbing</div><div>Less than I fear the summit."</div><div><br /></div><div>"Then sit down and I'll teach you</div><div>Of the many things I've found.</div><div>For I can give your spirit wings</div><div>If you'll join me on the ground."</div><div><br /></div><div>"I'll teach you from my love of man,</div><div>For I'm a pilgrim, just like thee"<div>"So you are, I am certain.</div><div>A stationary one, I see."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">-Jonas K. Pettiword</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">CLARIFY</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">, v.t.  </span>To render invisible.</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11152564-3866065630606005533?l=bitterbierce.blogspot.com'/></div>Doughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04753071669562594194noreply@blogger.com19