And the words are all the more sweeter
Because you fought for them.
You never closed your heart,
Despite the rage of the father
And silence of others
And death of dreams and swans and things you loved.
You with your scientist's mind
And artist's eyes
Dreamer's heart
And poet's soul
Are one of the riches of the world:
Take all of God's bounty–
Nature, love, beauty and the rest–
And help us to see it again.
In you the circle is complete.
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