Thomas Golding - The Timorous Wordsmith

If I sing aloud in the world
Will my song be heard?
To the tone deaf all songs are flat;
If I never raise my voice
Only the First Principle will hear
He/She knows it all anyway.
I may never be a flame in darkness,
However consider the firefly
If it worried about predators
Its species would never survive
There is no end to growth
Merely the desire to grow.

Thomas Golding

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