|Eager for a miracle,
Plainly and precisely as one wills,
Immersed in purposes, plans, goals, needs, desires,
Peering through the window of a dream.
How might one see right through the way things seem,
Adjusting for the light of inner fires?
Numbers measure what the measure kills.
Yet some truths are best planted on one's knees.
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