MUSINGS
I
Inspiration
All who have toiled for Art, who’ve won or lost,
Sat equal priests at her high Pentecost;
Only the chrism and sacrament of flame,
Anointing all, inspired not all the same.
II
Apportionment
How often in our search for joy below
Hoping for happiness we chance on woe.
III
Victory
They who take courage from their own defeat
Are victors too, no matter how much beat.
IV
Preparation
How often hope’s fair flower blooms richest where
The soul was fertilized with black despair.