To behold the beauty now invisible
is to stand still, to remember the young,
to find the condemned, the unbelieved in
and to say "I believe in you."
It is to be lead out of your wilderness.
It is to lead the young, the lost, teaching
the eye not to squint,
attuning no ear to profanity,
It is to say "My vision is cosmic.
My universe has many rings
and I live only on the innermost of these.
My love is black, is white.
I believe in you brother
In you looms a new world
of undiscovered characters."
Be Columbus
to all that continent of light.
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