Greatness…

Born of hearts desire,

flame of inner fire.

Dies to quiet fear,

fades and disappears or,

rises like a dove

to the atmosphere above

of contempt and envy

where mediocrity reigns.

For doth not heat rise into the hovering cold

and light disperse into the black of night?

Indeed so.

But greatness finds a way

when guarded day by day.

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