| Imagine my astonishment when the Angel of the Lord
 showed up on the road
 speaking a language
 known only to humans.
 
 The winged being opened my mouth
 and suddenly I was able to ask
 my master Balaam
 in his own incessantly chattering tongue:
 "What have I done to you
 to make you beat me
 these three times?"
 
 Balaam and I both found that all it takes
 is one question.  No answers are needed.
 It's only the spirit of wonder that matters
 in moments of discovery
 
 not a thorough understanding
 of the mysterious explanations.
 
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