For Want of Wonder

 Imagination’s spent on many pretty things,
 All swaddled in sweet sense like songs the sirens sing;
 But if you turn your eye from all that dazzles you,
 A richer world of wonder will rise up into view.
 For wonder can’t be bought by travels, tales, or time:
 For all that glitters is not gold, nor sings that is sublime.
 But if you see with eyes that pierce through shallow sights,
 All life becomes a fairy tale, and darkness becomes light. 

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