To have felt from the center of oneself
a vital truth
as madmen must, each solitary moment,
large or small imbued with importance,
to have felt the soul pounding
against the self and not a glory care
in the world except for the sound of its
tranquil knocking.
Lisa Zaran
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-are-places-beyond-oblivion/
