Wise, Win, Kind

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    Wise, Win, Kind

    I feel a deep sadness, a high happiness, a deep happiness --
    until I think,
    how I may be winning now -- and so
    recall past, p-r-o-longed pain.
    Why am I scoring so late?
    But moments of no fear, fun,
    presence, curiosity and play,
    with a few good people at their right times,
       were a pink bright opening
       through the doors of fog.
    Wise, wise is inside,
    in yourself,
    be free, be selfish,
    then you can be kind.

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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