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I envision the very first Uttered words of Man ascending Like misty vapor suspended As endless cloud-filled vibrations That eventually rain down On forthcoming generations In the form of inspiration; Imbuing the susceptible Psyche with imaginative Powers of profound expression; The maker of philosophers, The artists, writers and poets Whose effectiveness must return To its primal source whence it came.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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