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Meander under stoic arches that have
Stood for lives on end.
Revel in wondrous gardens with only
Nature as your friend.
Your calm and measures of all your pleasure
Are now in silence loud;
Watching the world for what presents
Rather than what can be plowed.
What's learnt is that you need not always
Appease a thirsty mind.
Best sate the source with what the thirst
Is yet to better find.
And calmness still will ne'er fulfill
A wanton, searching head.
But it can quiet the pious, nagging thoughts
That swarm you in your bed.
