3144. NEW PRESENCE AND NOW

NEW PRESENCE AND NOW
I have entered the unfound world :
syllogism silence logic and sense.
How often the lone bell ringing sounds,
bereft of the ordinary context; a cuckoo
without manners, a vane without any
suitable wind. I have entered the
unfound world : syllogism silence
logic and sense. What things together
coalesce. I wear a cloak as finery and dress;
and humbled such a servant is. I carry
the new reality all with me as I leave.