Interesting feeling—
before my heart the world is changing:
Powers “needed,” are no longer;
Connection with the world is stronger—
By an inch—
Inch by inch—
Over time, accumulate
Will these effects, and separate
The poison from the inward gold;
Thus might my mind now fit the mold?
—Whose shape lifelong, I’d not uncovered—
‘Til now, mayhaps: its form thereby I just might now discover!
