TOWARDS FRUITION

God-sent thought,so beautiful, so rare,must rise!To flutter on the bough,of what avail to fledglings?Pushed off the perch, aloneupon supporting air,with strong wing-beatthe understanding soarsinto the immensity of Mind.

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