Beyond Research Dancing through Glittering sight, restless By water and shine, Hugging thee tight, In flight, my playful dance Though heavy but full, Sprinkler of enthusiasm, So it be filled With delicious tarts and treats Squeezed and refined, into Dripping drops and flashing, Coffee for the morning; An apple for the day, Or what miracle be performed, Halting tides of flow and ebb. To seek: Ruby and jade, Sapphire and pearl, Determined am I, No cave too deep, No rock too stiff. For under a house of beauty, Of life and smile alike, Pondering What must be given; What should be cautious, Thus reasonable, my little assumption: The artist of ideals, Skillful yet humble, With color and brush Spilling blood and soul, Binding what lavish a wish To decorate a plain of snow. Floating, Lucid crystal shimmering bright, Spraying my faith, in drops Poetry composed by Ink with quill, from none to whole, Let it be! What desire so little, For what I may wholly give Always full, not to worry What many have praised. Generous, Such burden to carry, Sleeping and snoring heads Blossoms not yet ready Waiting for my waking hands. Work, or tender play? And so it passes me by, As tree grows tall and ripe, Kings be crowned as saints lie dead, I am gone while A new banner erected, Be the name, in light To cherish, with joy Delicate yet sweet, Syrup and cream, willing to spare, Feeding soils too dry, Aiding youths in growth, Or whatever, under my caring hands, I seek no name, Shaking free of fame, Not enough to describe Hidden deep but sure, Just for peace, When questioning myself, The word I wish to fulfill: "Devotion". 2006/2/11 -- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Let not a drop of desire Disturb the heart in ripples ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ --

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