Prophets, why is wisdom in vast spaces:
trackless deserts, measureless horizons
bottomless oceans, countless bookcases
infinite systems with infinite suns?
illumination of youthful wonder
outshines the dimmest experiences
an affection that's transparently pure
fool's paradise in a wasteland's caress
what limits an omnipresent embrace
except a narrow minded reckoning?
no matter the place, a tolerant grace
receives ubiquitous understanding
a seeker need not venture somewhere else,
pursuit of insight inside conscious self.
Written for One Stop Poetry. Happy Birthday OSP!