My wit has an urge to break this code,
Although no key to the code I did find.
It stirs up feelings the message is odd,
And I do not want to go it blind.
Deciphered codes make my soul sing,
Even if mysteries are revered stuff.
Revering myself as a mystery, I swing
Until the mind-body cord is a laugh.
But after I draw my ultimate breath,
I will live the next age as my last.
Having left a coded message on earth,
I know my future will be in the past.
October 10, 2008
Encoded Ode
© Copyright: Пауль Каллен, 2011
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