I can but ever look within
The darkest regions in my mind
Where all that wants to be can want
For nothing, and I often find
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Among the ashes, night as coal Lies brilliant shards of broken gold. Around my heart, I chase the ocean I cannot master mind or heart That dwell inside my cage of knowing From sense, I cannot now depart They strike me, yet they kiss me warmly Pull down the sky and close the world Time will kneel, and they will show me What I know I have to see. - a brilliant jest
Wow, right out of the Shakespear era. This poem is amazing and shows a lot of talent. Marilyn