Conscience Poem by Madison Julius Cawein
Conscience
Within the soul are throned two powers,
One, Love; one, Hate. Begot of these,
And veiled between, a presence towers,
The shadowy keeper of the keys.
With wild command or calm persuasion
This one may argue, that compel;
Vain are concealment and evasion
For each he opens heaven and hell.
Conscience, the delicate membrane controlling love and hate in one's mind nicely defined through this beautiful verse. Thanks for sharing.
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