Navigating the Micro and Macro Waves

...the Wise row very slow

with oars and ears

pointed like arrows—

to avoid the errors

of our ways—

bidding through these rough and salted waters

that have filtered through our days...

....the Wise bare urns and vessels

of the potable and the altogether

incomprehensible—

that somehow ease the drought

of this unquenchable thirst—

for all of that which 

we do not know.