Friday, December 18, 2015

a poem edited by Stanley Appelbaum

mock on Mock on Voltaire Rousseau
Mock on Mock on! tis all in vain!
You throw the sand against the wind
And the wind blows it back again.

And every sand becomes a Gem
Reflected in the beams divine
Blown back they blind the mocking eye
But still in Israels paths they shine

The Atoms of Democritus
and Newtons Particles of light
Are sands upon the Red sea shore
Where Israels tents do shine so bright