if all of me existed I would promise anything
rain on the dry land love light after long dark
regretting I only come to myself in parts apart
know little of the inner possibilities of thought
glimpse discoveries epiphanies I cannot name
or bank set down in story between the words
attend me then this is the best I have to give
sans patience confidence in listeners' interest
that it matters what is said what recognizable
shared by every body mind as history allows
Emersonian ideas ring clearly time also one
spirit wholly present summed in each alive
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