Man is born unto the trouble as the sparks fly upwards. In other words$$$ suffering is germane to our existence; indeed$$$ how without it$$$ should we be able to 'fly upwards'

Perhaps the crescent moon smiles in doubt<br>at being told that it is a fragment<br>awaiting perfection.

He realized that monarchy was essential to peace$$$ and that the price of freedom was violence and disorder.

The joy of writing.</br>The power of preserving.</br>Revenge of a mortal hand.

Plato$$$ or Why</br>For unclear reasons</br>under unknown circumstances</br>Ideal Being ceased to be satisfied.</br>It could have gone on forever$$$</br>hewn from darkness$$$ forged from light$$$</br>in its sleepy gardens above the world.</br>Why on earth did it start seeking thrills</br>in the bad company of matter?</br>What use could it have for imitators$$$</br>inept$$$ ill-starred$$$</br>lacking all prospects for eternity?</br>Wisdom limping</br>with a thorn stuck in its heel?</br>Harmony derailedby roil

Thou hast conquered$$$ O pale Galilean; the world has grown grey from thy breath;

She knows not loves that kissed her<br/>She knows not where.<br/>Art thou the ghost$$$ my sister$$$<br/>White sister there$$$<br/>Am I the ghost$$$ who knows?<br/>My hand$$$ a fallen rose$$$<br/>Lies snow-white on white snows$$$ and takes no care.

I dare not always touch her$$$ lest the kiss leave my lips charred. Yea$$$ Lord$$$ a little bliss$$$ brief bitter bliss$$$ one hath for a great sin; Nathless thou knowest how sweet a thing it is.

And a bird overhead sang Follow$$$<br/>And a bird to the right sang Here;<br/>And the arch of the leaves was hollow$$$<br/>And the meaning of May was clear.

And you come away with a great little story of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you.