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Hidden Deep


The artist 

must fondle the spark

while avoiding the flame

 

Never surrendering

to the heat

as light’s wonder calls his name

 

A flashing 

of transcendence

escaping the warden of imprisoned time

 

Where the gold is buried deep

and hidden

—in mysteries still to mine

 

(State College Pennsylvania: October, 1977) 

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