Breadth of heart
The will holds but a wisp of what I feel
Heart no longer made of sponge and steel
The revelry contained by only age
I turn, again, unto another page
And see the panorama of existence
To touch the door and find there no resistance
The panoply of life now has direction
Enveloping the breadth of heart's affection
The winsome call that echoes through the range
Returns to me no longer as estranged
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