The King of Saxony
We’ve understood the sounds of silence.
We found peaceful balance.
Karma was a hardly learned
Believing harder still.
Then, choices of which you pay.
Put to death notions of hearing, believing.
Or most of seeing.
We have no fear.
It would appear.
So, whom to thank.
For collaborated knowledge.
The bird of paradise.
Whispers the King of Saxony.
RGH/JDM
9-202020
