The Philosopher
The world is all that is the case.
The illustration above is AI-generated prompted by a line from the poem
I dragged my hunger through the desert toward the man on a ladder holding a book Where is the rain, I ask Does the book speak of rivers? Does the book tell of seas? He says he needs words then runs off with my voice. Now when he speaks what he says becomes the limit of my world
The Thief in the Day is just as dangerous as the Thief at Night!
We are not limited by climbing to the stars up a ladder with rings that choke our thoughts. Our thirst is quenched in an answer not in a book but in a voice that continues once spoken yet disappears in a desert of deaf ears.