*Illustration reference:
“Tattered and Torn”
by Alfred Kappes (1886)
Is to be human to be divine?
Or being with a mood benign
With manner that can lean to brass
Audacious wit but full of sass
I shall forgive for cheek amuses
And when at odds, that glib defuses
But even at our most transcendent
When at our fingertips, resplendent
World of our own mind and making
We stumble into such risk-taking
We are at root a wayward child
Predisposed to scamper wild
Experience and wisdom too
If we could, as we grow, eschew
For eagerness to taste it all
Makes festive life, but prone to gall
Tis best if we can temper thrills
Increase the moments we set still
And tax our soul with seeking answers
So fragile hopes might never dash here
Tap into what is fit and good
Reach all potential that we should
Ascent to heights shan’t be enshrined
Till truly earned the rank divine…
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