Fly You Must
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Publisher Description
Some poet long ago has likened life
Unto a saddened soul forever
Dipping buckets into empty wells
And growing old with drawing nothing up.
Let not such deadening creed be mine!
But rather may I prove that life itself
A crystal fountain is, forever
Yielding up its waters sweet,
In draughts so deep our human
Hearts too shallow seem to plumb
Its depths; yet even with our narrow cup
We lift a sparkling tide unto
Our thirsty lipsand drinking
Thus, are satisfied!