The Artistic Impulse A Sonnet - Poem by Daniel Brick
Don't hesitate when a passing thought
shows a flashing potential. You know
you must follow it in hot pursuit,
with the hope you can keep its light
not just alive but intense as your
mortal hands cradle its fragile existence
in captivity. Don't rush these moments.
Your hands know the work of nurture:
they go about it without a false move
and soon there is a new light shining
in the darkness that every night
spills around us in a pool of confusion,
but grants us new hope in the light
we saved from falling into oblivion.
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