How should I ask for more when all the world
Makes sense to me because you give me sense?
There’s music soft, and meaning deep unfurl’d,
Seeing Transcendentalism through your lens!
But I must beg as slave to master begs
To light the forward way lest I be lost:
You gave me heart and soul, now be my legs,
For help to cross this bridge that I accost;
O Muse that rules my mind, now rule my hand
So I may share this loving arty dream;
You are the blinding light of wisdom, and
Wish I were just one atom in your beam;
Black holes, adieu! No more your binding cage,
Chief Muse by side – Infinity’s my stage!