Born with talents at first unseen
And, seemingly, hidden within.
It takes nothing special to look at what is
As long as the veil in front has been cleaned.
But too many times the fog was too thick
And vision obscured as blindness set in.
This body, this shape, this foot, and this hand
Unable to move within all the constraints.
Confusion prevailed and reigned for a time
Then something appeared and turned on the light.
The brewing treasure has reached a new level
Of wanting to explode its fountain of true measure.
And while the time has been steadily sprinting
The yearning to glow cannot be defeated.
May all of life's forces unite and support
The mount of creativity ready to burst forth.
For the world to enjoy.
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