158 . ZECHARIAH THE SCHOLASTIC
158 Zechariah the scholastic It is not true that everything that is born Born in time, Nor is an email necessary Disconnected from unusual burrow In Trojan virus copying and spying That everything that is born of time, be born, Nor that time itself is born of time.
The pagans spoke of the sphere That has no beginning or end, The beginning of the sphere alone is unaffordable For you and me, because it really starts somewhere, How it looks when we draw a circle Pray if we provide the point to inflate and deflate.
Well still an explorer of a time without time Embedded with eternity, is infected with eternity, like the eternal God, like the world that is his sensible image.
God wrinkles the convolutions of honeys and tunnels without Borders ready for exclamations and to the raptures, to the crossroads With ointments with incense oils, wings and perfumes. It's the veins and the ribs of the gold and of the dawn Imperishable and immortal is always in the same state It is neighborhood and border and is above Of all sane description or reason.
