I am not A thing apart, for All Exists within my heart. How can I love This vastness? How can I be Such immensity? Am I a mirror, Holding all I see Despite my lowliness? This weak pen Cannot circumscribe The Universe, And though I long To send my mind Soaring among the stars, My eyes Are blocked by the clay Which makes me Man. Oh God! Will I never see an elf? Will I never Feel the cords Which bind up the Cosmic All? Give me some hope My life is not All in vain, As I crawl about My workday's plodding round. Oh how selfish To cry out for grandeur, When so small a heart Beats within my breast! I want to be a hero But do not Want to pay the price. So I shall sit In the dry and bitter dust, While others March on to fight The battles of the world.
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