Treasures in the lowly casket that we call a brain,

Can jewels of the earth compare

With all that man finds hidden there?

The wealth of knowledge, that will lead a willing soul

Into a land of untold wonder,

Where will be the lasting goal

Of every seeking thought—

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UNDERSTANDING (To the Brother of Maris)

Maris of the golden eyes,

You in all innocence

Looked upon a lovely world

In wondering shyness.

Beauty beckoned,

Then turned the corner of another day

Leaving in her stead

An unknown one,

The stranger to light.

Maris of the saddened eyes,

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