By pictured form or written word,
I plot my thoughts upon the map;
Digitized by growing eyes,
Their hidden meanings I unwrap.
The secret lantern shows the way,
It illuminates the path;
Its glowing vessel set ablaze,
To animate my craft.
by Garret Woo
1/6/2019
What a perfect poem for your blog. Love it. 🙂
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Thanks Cubby!
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