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With Clearest Sight


Who do we often seek, wait and pine for...
Who, in anticipation, makes us wait late in line for?
Why do we reap the most well-formed from off
the vine?
Why do we intoxicate ourselves
in their heady wine?
In those whose only color is deemed more glorious,
And with whose inconstant attentions
we'd be more notorious.
And would bind us up in their amber glow...
While in their shadow we'd make a better show?
Why do we covet beauty visibly seen?
And bask ourselves in their sun
While they preen?
Why do we shun those locked up inside their shells--
Do they remind us of perhaps, ourselves?
Praise be to the greater beauty, yet unrevealed.
Pray that what is within us can be unsealed.
So that we should not go seeking other lights,
And see what's within us, with clearest sight.


Meloo/Melissa A. Howells Copyright 2002
Charlotte Bronte wrote poetry too.
Wrote after inspired by one of her poems.
We don't need to look to others, just to see the greatness in ourselves.







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