[Quiet Man Cometh]

Took me three stanzas to decide you had a rhyme scheme going. Not sure I'm all that fond of it. It's different for you.

I notice this running theme of things, elevated things, being beaten into existence. I had a thought, but now I'm not sure. I was about to ask what came first: the essence beaten into shape or the thing that is attempting to forge it, but now I'm stuck on the nature of the "thing" and I may have gone and confused myself. I wish that sounded more academic. Give me a minute...

infant omniscience balanced on a needle

And is this a reference to the angels on the head of a pin?