Of Wisdom's Shadows

Of wisdom's shadows art thou made for real

To hide what may distinguish or distract

What forces life's existence to conceal

Were it not of mysterious attractIf thou wer'st not for my eyes without shape

And thou wer'st visualized and undeducedThy sight would make the uncertain escape

And show the destiny to whom I'll be reducedThe fears, uncertanties and strong suspense

Canst thou create by soaking in the dark

My spirit, my existence in the sense

Of being steady and released of any mark

But for my own relief, I'm surely kept

By wisdom's shadows; and I should accept