When art caresses the heart
And presses
Its whole hand
Against that beating need,
The soul soars
On wings of dawn
up to other than hereness
To other whereness
To drift and rise
In skies alight
With Allness
Of goodness -
And grace -
Sweetness undreamed
And enough fulfillment
To erase
At least
Half our heartache.
Written by Addie W. Williams
undated
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Reviewed by Todd-Michael St. Pierre (Reader)
Reviewed on February 27, 2004
I like the "words" that she invents/coins... the ones that Mr. Webster was too limited to have included... they still make sense in the scheme of it all, you just have to have an open mind & sense of lyrical wonderment to open yourself up to the new sounds & syllables, I think it is actually rather ingenuus!
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