The profound is never
An easy thought to be found
Mercenary criss-cross across the mind
Hardly anything there to find
In all the vicissitude I have seen
Gems few and far between
Mostly just dragged up dredge
From that shallow emotional edge
But sometimes, just sometimes
Something strange in the inner eyes
Wakes it up and there before you
A landscape you never knew
Novelty where there was none
Many things combine in one
Perspectives connect the dots
Few and fewer hazy spots
You come out of the reverie a new man
And see more than the eyes can
