11 September, 2006

Awakenings (Reveille, Por Supuesto) 28.12.60 (73 palabras)

28.12.60

Greetings Friends,

May Peace Be With You.

Shalom. Namaste. Sabudicrom. Pax. A Salaam Alaikum.

Whose corridor, I think I know,
Its lab is in the village though.
Techs are kept, seeing me with cheer
in watching woods fill up with ‘know.’

Programmers have thought it was queer,
to stop sin generators near,
the soul vibration here’s the pound
of my trusty and sentient peer.

Beyond our touch, our taste, our smell, our sight, our sound,
Yes, life is a secret that is yet to be found.

-73 palabras

(with regards to Robert Frost, the Locker Milo Family d’Israel, the Williams’ Family de Newark, Delaware; with the thought of architecture, arches, salt, and the colour blue; with some difficulty towards iambic [a consequence of a formally trained, multi syllabled vocabulary]; and with appreciation for keeping time)

With humble and benevolent regards,


Peter Frank Womack


Peace belongs throughout the Universe.

Good thought, be long towards Nirvâna.

All Praise Belongs To God.

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