Debatus Joyous

[The Laughing Man]

• I long to pace the ancient floor
  
  worn smooth face to ponder upon
  
  echos answer forbidden forebodings
  
  stares bely the presumptuous patterings
  
  arms raised about in earnest
  
  eyes set upon yearning
  
  heart crying in vain
  
  but yet for one glimmer
  
  a true spark of conscious intensity
  
  opposed to my path
  
  but not to my journey
  
  to set upon me the challenge of measure
  
  to weigh my words on the balance of merit
  
  to assign me my dues and award me my struggles
  
  
  
  who were these ancient audients
  
  who gathered amongst themselves
  
  to precipitate the persona individuala
  
  in amiable animation and art of word
  
  to discover a point
  
  in the air before them
  
  that none had seen
  
  and could never have found
  
  without the other one
  
  
  each one pointing
  
  in their own direction.