imagine faces in the needles.  no faces there (in this world) for me to see.   look for faces in the needles,  faces there (i cannot see) faces there, there ought to be   there is a puzzle, i do not understand  tell each other:  you are growing senile, too old to know anything   no one will listen.  a thousand books a poet has no time  to write it as novels  or widom filled   argument, ideas carved in stones  ancient thoughts   i see no faces there.