Many could milk a cow or
Learn how to milk a cow and
Still obliterate to cluster the steps
One take in milking a cow,
Multiple could shoot a rifle in every
Fashion feelings and thought express
And fear fails to let their hands grasp one;
But to count stars with naked eyes,
To lease peace to rays and burning specks,
To walk with naked foot on a lapping wave,
Where involuntary peace are definite,
To sit facing a hissing kettle and the pure
Smoke of serenity and accomplishment,
And to a pouncing heart; that is the sense
Of prodigy.


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