Enough Is So Vast A Sweetness I

Victory Comes Late-- And Is Held Low To Freezing Lips-- Too Rapt With Frost To Take It

Faith-is The Pierless Bridge Supporting What We See Unto The Scene That We Do Not.

How Lucious Lies The Pea Within The Pod.

Phosphorescence. Now There's A Word To Lift Your Hat To... To Find That Phosphorescence, That Light Within, That's The Genius Behind Poetry.

Finite To Fail, But Infinite To Venture.