To some you will seem idiotic, while to
Others you will be unduly bright--it depends.
Those of you who have foraged will
be graven in the dearth of the intellect--
Your searches will happen during storms
And force of thought will quiet you.
But there are others, and there are more of you.
You will be graven in the springtime of your things,
Your searches will happen during storms--
Force and perfume of rain failing.