Divine Discovery

Life, Discovery Poetry, Art Travel thru our History And whatever, Is good in us Was born mysteriously As were the Stars, Luminosity desired, Luminosity, inspired By some kind of Miracle, Translated into, poems And works of art. You can't create, Without sincerity or love, Inspiration isn't enough For all things, truly human Were discovered, recovered Sculpted into some great Poem Or some illustrious Work of Art, Creative Anatomy, Is the revelation Perhaps, the explanation Of what, in this tormented life Sets us apart, Continuity, civilization Creativity, donation A touch of the divine, In every heart.