Art's Progress Poem by Tom Billsborough

Art's Progress

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Let my song in slow
Sure steps evolve
As eyes and wings
In gradual mutations
To resolve its complex being.
No need of miracles
Though chance may yet conspire
To add a polish to our art.
The end is understanding.
The visionary eagle soars
To target his horizons.

Monday, September 26, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: evolution
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This is a song from a long poem I'm writing
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Tom Billsborough

Tom Billsborough

Preston Lancashire England
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