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0162 Greatness
MS (8.4.1929 / Marton, Lancashire)

0162 Greatness

How great is greatness? asks my questing soul:
scenting behind that quest, eternity;
that dark which, studied, lights the dazzling whole
and brings to finite thought, infinity;

as when great singers sing, all hearts can sing;
great dancers give us sense that all can dance;
great actors speak for all of us; we think
to know all painted greatness at one glance:

we know already, greatness' unfenced whole,
we know that boundless place, the human heart;
Creation is no secret to our soul;
all being sings its song in every part.

How glorious those sages who can see
in everything that lives, totality!

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Comments (3)

The great ones make it all look so easy don't they? I love the line: - 'Creation is no secret to our soul' I think this sonnet is great. Thanks Gyps
Always love a sonnet...and this one is smooth. I connected right away when I nodded over the lines about all of us who think we can act, sing, dance...and does that include 'write? ' Your final couplet is priceless.. Raynette
'all being sings its song in every part' - what a memorable line that is. Thanks.