That spark of wit doth light the thinking soul, A flash of insight, keen and quick and bright; As through the woods, where nature holds control, The sunlight pierces shadows of the night. The artist seeks the line of beauty's role, In marble shaped by Aphrodite's might, Or in the verse that makes the spirit whole, Reflecting what the heart deems pure and right. Yet Zeus himself must bow to cosmic truth, The law that governs all from stone to star; Though Ares clash, or Hermes move with sooth, Each mortal life defines what they truly are. So live the self, with bold individuality, A unique note within eternity's quality. See more