O Visionary Gleams, bright sparks of mind,
You pierce the veil where ordinary sleeps;
A fleeting glow, yet vast in scope and kind,
A lighthouse guiding where the future keeps.
You stir the heart to see beyond the near,
To map what yet exists in shadowed thought;
You turn the faintest whisper into clear
Direction, where bold dreams are wrought.
Not born of ease, nor given to the meek,
You live in minds that dare to ask and stray;
Through doubt and dark, your brilliance calls, unique,
And lights the paths that night would hide away.
O Visionary Gleams, remain our star,
To lead us where imagination dares;
For those who follow you, both near and far,
Find worlds transformed by courage and by cares.
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