Seven pillars, hewn and set
The meat prepared
The wine mixed strong and sweet
The table laid
And then, only then
I sent the invitations
Not to the worthy
To the hungry
Come, eat of my bread
Drink the wine I mixed
Leave your simple ways
But notice when I said it
After the table was set
After you were called
The feast is not the reward
The feast is the beginning
Whoever is wise
Be wise for your own life
It is not a favor to me
It is bread in your own mouth
The fear of the LORD
Is where I begin
Knowing the Holy One
Is what understanding is
Centuries later, in Babylon
Four men prayed through a night
For an answer no one alive could give
And when it came
The one who wrote it down
Did not say: I solved it
He said: He gives wisdom
To the wise
To the ones
With open hands
That is the whole
Seating plan of my table
Come, eat of my bread
Drink the wine I mixed
Leave your simple ways
But notice when I said it
After the table was set
After you were called
The feast is not the reward
The feast is the beginning
The house is built
The wine is mixed
The maids are at the gates
Calling your street
By name
Come, eat
Come, eat
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