Sep 2019
That the body is a man,
that I do not know.
The body, rearing, is a Titan;
sand, its simple subject.
A baby, dying, upon its birth?
Tis' truth, we're blind to see.
A baby tells you with its eyes:
a soul can only know.
that I do not know.
The body, rearing, is a Titan;
sand, its simple subject.
A baby, dying, upon its birth?
Tis' truth, we're blind to see.
A baby tells you with its eyes:
a soul can only know.
An attempt to communicate that we cannot be the master of our bodies, but only our minds.
