Keenings
[Reworked older rhyming poem. Beautiful image above by Tzahi Finkel.]
Keenings
not for land nor men
do milk and honey flow
not for the poet’s pen
does any tree grow
not for my wanting
does anything exist
not in the hunting
does the hunted find bliss
only in the sorrows
do men find meanings
only in the joys
are hidden subtle keenings
memengineering 