You must exude your
brilliance, the world needs to see,
He had Faith in me.
Painting by Félix Vallotton (1865-1925), [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
It is only with calloused hands that the heavy body can claw and leverage the self upward on the thorny vine of a life without wince and whi...