Poetry is not a luxury. It is a vital necessity of our existence. It forms the quality of the light within which we predicate our hopes and dreams toward survival and change, first made into language, then into an idea, then into more tangible action. 
POEM
Briefly It Enters, and Briefly Speaks
In Kenyon's liturgical poem there is a sense of the divine permeating everything; we ourselves are part of that divinity.
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