Staying in the shadows, I seek the light.
Reaching the light, I still cannot find respite.
For these mysterious waves of knowledge never stay still,
Laying back I find myself, drifting towards the world, that the shadows fill.
So where is that zenith, that I seek day and night?
And why it so often that it lurks out of sight?
For no sooner do I give up the hope of ever reaching it,
Than it rekindles my fading hope by showing me, a teasing glimpse.
Reaching the light, I still cannot find respite.
For these mysterious waves of knowledge never stay still,
Laying back I find myself, drifting towards the world, that the shadows fill.
So where is that zenith, that I seek day and night?
And why it so often that it lurks out of sight?
For no sooner do I give up the hope of ever reaching it,
Than it rekindles my fading hope by showing me, a teasing glimpse.
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