Like a Numbers station, information aimed at one listener
Many hear it calling, in code unbreakable and aimed at one
A desire to know what was said is great, leaves you prisoner
If deep calls to deep, we haven't means to even understand
Until we've endeavored or investigated, we are only visitors
The transmissions we are able to hear can't be interpreted
Without the wisdom we experience, that must be earned
Otherwise we are lost, offered codes we must now learn
But we can't know all that we don't know exists
In the void, we must endure, seek, and persist
“I want to be with those who know
secret things or else alone.”
Rainer Maria Rilke
