Too wide a gap to bridge.......

There are acts
Entangled in the depravity
Of memory's cravings
Which the Body
And the Living mind
Often refuses to attest

And

Which do not reflect
On the living consciousness
As any event of substance
But
Which are libraries
Of echoing bliss
When observed-relived
In solitude.

Its the impedance of reflection
That is a passion
And not
The acts of ignorance.
~ A.