To unknown depths the human psyche,
A world of wonder unexplored,
A world wherein our joys and fears are stored,
The deepest diving bells can’t go,
To reap a knowing harvest well,
The depths from heaven is to hell,
Some brave the tidal waves,
On surfing boards of learned skill,
With data scarce their baskets fill,
Forever large this universe,
Resides within us all,
A large and mirrored hall,
Such richness and variety,
Shapes and colours we display,
With this kaleidoscope we play,
Still, though many will,
A prejudice prevent to see,
Who they themselves could be.©03/10/2009
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