Minds So Little

East has ever been an oasis

For thought to flourish, philosophies to born

Thoughts profound blossomed

Where few or any men dwelt

Stillness in mind mirror

What lies beyond our grasp

Minds so little, hold to the faith

Not to reason to be their guide

Falling to the same abyss, once more

Even the finest pillars, shattered

As vast as the faults grew

Doctrines buried beneath shrines

Rituals! idols! behold the religion