asklepiades (asklepiades) wrote,

The Worth Of Knowledge Having

One of the few things in which I take my desparity
I see life and it pleases me to live it,
but it pains me in the living, at times.
Betimes I lend myself ashamed,
and that's the truth that is in knowledge,
in the half-knowledges of perception.
How can I maintain both worth and semblance,
where I find myself abandoned and redeemed?
I've found redemption in awareness,
while in awareness I cannot be redeemed.
From here I can see;
What I see I cannot grasp,
and so my indulgences end in nothing gained
and nothing left unknown.

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