Thursday, July 30, 2009

Forward momentum...

Although I am dusty, my effort shames my poverty;
my work must propel more fuel to the light before I'm done.

Though in poverty, I hold a kingly treasure in hand;
why covet the petty fortune that by the fates is won?

Despite my poverty, may I become dark-faced like moon
when I gaze at luminosity of fortunate sun,


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