Need a poem. Here's one.
A prose poem – but the distinction is about form, not substance.
This is a poem. Actually, this is a really good poem.
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What I have learned so far
Meditation is old and honorable, so why should I
not sit, every morning of my life, on the hillside,
looking into the shining world? because, proper-
ly attended to, delight, as well as havoc, is sug-
gestion. Can one be passionate about the just, the
ideal, the sublime, and the holy, and yet commit
to no labor in its cause? I don't think so.
All summations have a beginning, all effect has a
story, all kindness begins with the sown seed.
Though buds toward radiance. The gospel of
light is the crossroads of — indolence or action.
Be ignited, or be gone.
(Mary Oliver, New and Selected Poems. Volume Two, Page 57).
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