Engagement - Poem by Nancy Newhouse
In a mellifluous, winging way,
In a singing plethora
We go toward lauds of day.
Not causing others to recognize it,
Yet gratified when they do,
We exult in the rapture given to us
Who must realize our debt
To forces within and without
Of personal intellect,
As we bend to the rejuvenation
When it may be sustained
In the bellicose environment
Of perceived information and
Passion being its own protector.
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