Surrender Only To Grandeur
I've known the bliss
of surrender
-the healing power of trust-
Tasted of grandeur.
Know why its power is thus.
I've gazed into the face
of madness, Resisted its force.
I know how weak is one who would
master another; how undeserving
is one who would try.
March 14,1991
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