What Seems To Be
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Barry Middleton
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How do we really know the world?
The sun and seasons come and go,
and love and hate may ebb and flow.
But gazing from his window ledge,
a man just sees what seems to be.
So if the crown of midnight comes
bestowing wisdom on the king,
or in the dawn the growing light
illuminates what's wrong or right,
the man and king at last are one.
The seasons pass and leave behind
a flower placed beside a grave,
and on the stone this austere verse.
Here ends his wisdom and his quest,
where all he owned is laid to rest.
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