There is
Something
Beyond
Knowledge,
Beyond
Books,
Beyond
Everyday life
It is a Part
Yet Separate
The distinction
Cloudy but Clear
I can
Feel it at
The Tip of
My fingers,
My tongue,
My mind,
and I can't
Quite
Grasp it.
I want to
Tenderly
Wrap my
Arms
Around it and
Never
Let it go
I want that
Clarity of
Mind,
That peace of
Being
I want that
Knowledge
Beyond
Knowledge
Knowing isn't
Enough
Any longer
I want and
Need More
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