I have found nothing
No potent spasm of truth’s hue
No certainty in depths of visible divinity
I have no enlightenment
No scar laid barely on slopes of thought
No ignition electrifying the libraries of cognition
I have discovered no principle
No strings of rules hardened in stone
No temple where reason stands helpful
I have no letter
No filament of Hermes to guide my path
No key deciphering the chains of reality
I have discovered no Magnum Opus
No visiting visage vanishing vastly
No tranquility in my mind’s nihility