Deluded self yet still aware of art
with disconnects between what thought what said,
will not stop questioning the role of heart
to spur unlearned to see beyond plain red.

Engaging help but always wary weighted
with civilizing touchstones of the past,
will never speed creating what is fated
to be the monument that lasts at last.

Dismissing truth while holding to its worth
with dogged reconsideration bold,
will hinder death but little yet will birth
to live a legacy that was not sold.

Resist the audience that only wants
to rest in comfort in familiar haunts.

- Robert Stone, 7 October 2012