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Virtue is with the tranquil and the braves; / The fire interior burneth well and high; Triumphant over rancor and the grave, Toward Bethlehem-the caravan goes by! - - -Sensuality burns high but virtue triumphs over sin and grave and the soul proceeds to God.. Wow. That was quite a journey!

Lord was I of my garden-place of dreams, /Of heaping roses and swan-haunted brakes; / Lord of the doves; lord of the silver streams, / Of gondolas and lilies on the lakes. Gorgeous imagery- gorgeous. Then he pours on the sensuality... wow. Can't decide which poem of the day is more sensual!

If there were hardness left in any sense It melted soft beneath the touch of Art......... It rides on time infinite. Great.

From childhood it was sorrow that I knew; My youth-was ever youth my own indeed? - Its roses still their perfume round me strew, Their perfume of a melancholy seed-......beautiful verses .. noble poem. tony

'The Life is mystery; the Light is blind; The Truth beyond our reach both daunts and fades; The sheer perfection nowhere do we find; The ideal sleeps, a secret, in the shades'...........A beautiful stanza! Life remains a mystery!

Intensely musical weaving many ideas and ideals into a sonorous beat.

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Virtue is with the tranquil and the braves; The fire interior burneth well and high; .................................................... The poem shown the honesty of the utterance. Thanks for sharing.

To be sincere! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

It is a stunning philosophical write on life, lihgt and truth. It may be quoted... The Life is mystery; the Light is blind; The Truth beyond our reach both daunts and fades; The sheer perfection nowhere do we find; The ideal sleeps, a secret, in the shades. Thank to his soul.

Such an interesting poem for all to read...thanks for posting...

The poem takes us through deep philosophical musings and tries to unravel the mysteries of life and many other aspects of human existence. Exquisite piece of poetry written in a classical style. Thanks. Life, Light and Truth, as in a triple flame Produce the inner radiance infinite; The Life is mystery; the Light is blind; The Truth beyond our reach both daunts and fades; The sheer perfection nowhere do we find; The ideal sleeps, a secret, in the shades.