Donkey

[UdoFrentzen]

I am the old, docile donkey,
By all called ‘Comprehension’,
I pull the cart out of the ditch
And follow the trodden paths

Up to the observatory tower,
Surveying the mighty cosmos,
Hoping for fodder at the end
Of the long, arduous journey.

There blooms the phantasy:
I have been here the first,
Naming the stars and nebula,
Consult the ancient myths.

There record the devices:
Vacuum has been here first
Since expansion of the universe,
Annihilating matter - antimatter.

Hardly perceptible to anyone:
Freedom for critical thoughts
Universally breaks up the doors
For old, docile comprehension.