Cry aloud!

Attend to what is now, unclouded by hope or despair; do right. Meeting is the main event, meetings might come of them, progress perhaps: meet often, meet now. Sister Music, Brother Dance: touch wonder. Hear, move, touch. Worlds opened, singing, WEave us together. Poetry touches core; all have core. Cry aloud! Even if all turn their backs, cry aloud!

:- Doug.

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