Sunday, September 23, 2007
The Corridor At The End Of The Corridor
The old Sphinx bit her thick lip,--
Said, "Who taught thee me to name?
I am thy spirit, yoke-fellow,
Of thine eye I am eyebeam."
Thou art the unanswered question
Couldst see thy proper eye
Always it asketh, asketh;
And each answer is a lie.
(Ralph Waldo Emerson)