By Paul Hall, April, 1986, Mt. Isa, Australia.
A bearing on reality; a compass course
along true paths that lead
To a positive conclusion,
Affords the man who reads the facts
Without remorse; and on a threshold
speeds in an effortless profusion.
He is not dumb but thought reflects
into terse speech,
Without the pensive tight regret
of remarkable retreat,
He needs no intellect's protrusion.
Each motion tired, he pushes on,
Pain invisibly concealed
in perfect ecstasy;
As exuberant he'll be,
And will repudiate illusion.
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