Mid August Encore: On Becoming a Teacher


Alone have I travelled
The deserts and mountains
The speechless infinities
Of a restless mind.


Through Centuries have I seen
Transformed into Millennia
And Millennia into Millennia
Time has not yet tainted my hair.


Counsel have I sought
In the fellowship of the deathless wise:
My riddles dissolve:
Their meaning is Life.


My lot is human,
My wealth is great:
The love of my late discovered family––

The blessing of so many children.