Sweet are the springs of virtuous minds,
That water the souls with wisdom divine,
That burn the candles to perish the dark,
And bring us together when we fall apart.
They are the levers of all the good nations,
Of every movement and in burning passions,
For they know the good lying in the gloom,
Beautifying the world with pleasant blooms.
The Poet: Mr. Craxout
The Weaver - Writer (@theweavrs) January 28, 2016
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