Wading with a silent gait, slowly but sure <br />comes the beautiful stranger on the shore <br />wafting trails of subtle fragrance in passage <br />dove’s eyes of urgent telegraphic message <br /> <br />tell me, are thou the goddess or her messenger? <br />riding this new chariot as a driver or passenger? <br /> <br />tell me, what ails thee? <br />is it the price of thy fee? <br />where all prejudices flee? <br />I‘ll be quick with my plea <br /> <br />can’t thou feel my love in thy bone? <br />or is thy heart curved out of stone?<br /><br />Dela Bobobee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-intricacies-of-cybernetics/
