Found Poetry 374

9/28/20

a yearning tortoise-like knowledge plodding constant
the exact opposite of what most want: something instant
and when we think we've seized that within our eye grasp
it dashes away lightning fast and keeps forever distant

This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.

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