We as human beings, Question
The substance of things
We question our own shadow
We are just one of another phase
Just as one always says with curiosity
Are we waiting to see
How the synthesis of all values are realized
In the realm of possibilities
In order to understand the world
Is a bird a kind of metaphor, of the artist
Birds with human legs, on a stranded boat
Transformed into a monument
Allan James Saywell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/values/
