The Fool

Fool alone

under a cone

did try sometimes

to live without

too far he kept himself

too distanced he was

and yet so close he became

'twas folly, perchance,

but folly his alone.

No friend distinguished

did he keep

but one

Asked he his friend,

"Wilt thou likewise abandon?"

though he the answer knew.

Fool the few did crowd,

and did hold too close

but the closest left behind.

Wanting, he lost,

dreaming, he awoke,

wishing, he did not receive.

Fool slept at ten,

rose at one,

Father Time no notice took.

With no hook,

fool went fishing,

caught a pearl

and they danced.

A car the fool

near overran

he knew his trouble was too great.

The greatest winds,

the pearl said,

must be told!

Agreed, the fool did,

and spake to the winds!

Hard task he had,

but took it he did.

The happy fool

still loved the pearl,

but fool he was,

heart asunder.

The fool later

found another

brighter maybe?

He would not judge.

What good would he do?

None knew, surely not him.

Did he do none?

He still knows not.

!Noah!