And he was a Tentmaker

And that inverted Bowl they call the Sky,
Whereunder crawling coop'd we live and die,
Lift not your hands to It for help -- for It
As impotently moves as you or I.

-- Omar Khayyam
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The Moving Finger said...

And an enlightened one at that!

Cheers

8/19/2005

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