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Fourteen Divided By Two
Fourteen silent meditative years passed
before the ascetic returned at last.
The man of common sense, a twin brother
asked what "years of denial had amassed"
Whence in fourteen strides the ascetic led
to the wider river in its deeper bed
and calmly walked over. The twin brother
paid a ferryman for crossing, and said
"See! With two pennies I have done what you
have wasted fourteen years the same to do."
In this comedy of the twin brothers
We decide for ourselves just what is true.
We'd upbraid one or upbraid the other
and they yet one, born of the same mother.
before the ascetic returned at last.
The man of common sense, a twin brother
asked what "years of denial had amassed"
Whence in fourteen strides the ascetic led
to the wider river in its deeper bed
and calmly walked over. The twin brother
paid a ferryman for crossing, and said
"See! With two pennies I have done what you
have wasted fourteen years the same to do."
In this comedy of the twin brothers
We decide for ourselves just what is true.
We'd upbraid one or upbraid the other
and they yet one, born of the same mother.
Published 4th Oct 2018
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