DIFFERENCE

Fancy not thine own addictions
As dear to me,
Nor that gently whispered almanac,
As clear,
For in that majestic place
Where difference is forged,
I am sovereign and whole,
And if that place were not to be,
Then I am thee, and thou art me.

PLOUGH

Reason ploughs her endless furrow,
Dormant seeds already sown,
That a gentle sun may warm the heart
Of sleeping truths, already known.