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| WHO KNOWS THE POWER OF POETRY? Who knows the power of poetry? Poetry is the language of the power of the deep heart. And what is the power of the deep heart? Is not the human heart linked to the motions of sun and moon; to the fiery unfoldment of every bud; to the dark essence of tree blood in a branch; to the limitless ocean of the holy? If God so willed, could He not through one human heart stop all movements of the stars, make rivers flow back from the sea to the hills, shrink a tree to its seed, pour light into the brain of a blind man, resurrect the dead with a word? * Who knows the power of the deep heart? Its language is poetry. Hey! Who knows the power of poetry? Blake Steele |
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