The Aristotelian

A thought on thought: when the cognitive faculty
Which is the essence of its disposition, turns
Upon itself, so that its unity completes
In harmony the circle of its being.

Which is the essence of its disposition:
For things are, and being what they are,
Are good. That lamp is not a lamp
But which gives light, and giving light,
It clarifies the text, turning upon itself
Whose pages turn, all earning the characteristic of
A possible script whose words could
Lisp (potentially could lift) the good,
so that its unity completes itself in language
Meaning language, looping round in the echo
Of eternally moving movers (unmoved)
Whose harmony, the circle of its being,
Is so in life.