Who dares to trace the path of light
Where heat within all withers

A foolish task, of vanity borne
Yet, this courage makes warm the winters

The path of light is never straight
Its insights never clear

The constant quest to know for knowing
Stays even our deathly fears

The light that dances and jumps about
Is caught where shadow falls

Use the shadow. Blend the light.
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