by Pat Darnell
What changed;
What skill bloomed;
Where did time go;
Before I knew?
Yet you say:
It is different now for you;
What iron sharpened
Iron in you that way?
What desert flower
Appeared from dry dust;
Who reckoned power
Where once was rust?
For when you say:
"... having found that for which
I did not even know
I was looking,..."
You found sense ...and
...jurisprudence and fate;
Whereby grace one day may complete
Dreams dreamt by Founders who awake
In a splendid place, where,
For a second time their hearts beat
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