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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366007" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Wizard of Clayton Close</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He's steeped in the shadows of ivy and stone, <br>And time is the seed that the Wizard has sown, <br>Has sown for the magick of weaving the night<br>In a tapestry taken from burning delight.<br>Burning delight in the eyes of the mind he has<br>Stolen, to conjure insight for the blind, for the<br>Blind are the pebbles that litter his beach, while the<br>Tides of his mind set the blind out of reach.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The masonry wall is caught deep in the spell that he<br>Conjured forgotten, in some distant dell, <br>And if you should peer through the ivy and stone<br>There's a voice whispers... 'leave me, just leave me alone.<br>I've wandered with Ishtar, away from your eyes<br>From your spying and prying, away from your lies, <br>In the peril and terror that lonely men speak...<br>Seek not the undying, whatever you seek.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But drawn to the shadows and drawn to the stone<br>I could leave him not ever, not leave him alone, <br>And turning one day to the light and the lace<br>He uncovered his forehead, uncovered his face.<br>I froze in the instant to question my mind for<br>The face spoke eternities, infinite time<br>And the stars held their place in the lips of the man<br>And the cheeks and the ears, and the eyes and the hand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wall crumbled inward as slowly I fell<br>Through his eyes to the stars, to the depths of his well, <br>And knowledge was mine as it never had been, <br>In my mind, misaligned, in the things that I'd seen.<br>But knowledge was danger, disaster and death<br>To the heart that would beat, to the mind, to the breath, <br>To the cheek of a girl or the smile of a man, <br>To the whisp' of the wind, to the shift of the sand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And nothing exists in the nothing of me<br>But the stars and the sky, and the sand and the sea, <br>The light that was night and the dark of the day<br>As I drift in the tides of his vision away.<br>And look as I might for the eyes of his mind<br>I believe that the Wizard is totally blind, <br>That once in the depths of his well and his breath<br>We're imprisoned in freedom, the freedom from death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If only the way was as clearly defined<br>In the world of the deaf and the dumb and the blind, <br>I'd crawl through the stars to the lids of his eyes<br>To the breadth of his world and the width of his lies.<br>For the comfort of woman and warmth of a man<br>I would give all the shift and the sift of the sand, <br>And not all the shadows of ivy and stone<br>Would lure me to walk in the winter alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">21 May 1975</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q>
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And time is the seed that the Wizard has sown, 
Has sown for the magick of weaving the night
In a tapestry taken from burning delight.
Burning delight in the eyes of the mind he has
Stolen, to conjure..."></div>
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