“I speak of love that comes to mind: The moon is faithful, although blind; She moves in thought she cannot speak. Perfect care has made her bleak. I never dreamed the sea so deep, The earth so dark; so long my sleep, I have become another child. I wake to see the world go wild.” Beat GenerationGinsbergBeat PoetryAllen GinsbergGinsberg Quotes Book:The Gates of Wrath: Rhymed Poems, 1948-1952 Source: The Gates of Wrath: Rhymed Poems, 1948-1952