No skill to unveil
I go where the quill sails
Deep within resounding uniqueness
For which I can't fully see
Yet knows me still
Guest appearing by invitation only
Traveling solely to know lonely
Through such never ending reprise I build
Comforting sojourner in truth revealed
Profound in circumstance per chance
Is how I learn to dance in steps of persuasion
Unsure of where will be my very next station
Upon these varying stages I project vague reckoning
The depth indeterminable by simply seeing black on white
So happy gatherings for friends and families
I come in strength sown in meekness
Bowing my head peering in dark for the sake of enlightening
Greater than no one man, or no one land at any time
My definition is not only struggle but ladders above such
It is already given that this time to define is at hand
So I refuse to immerse in curses or trivial embarks uninspired
Instead washing my "I" in the benevolence infinitely steering
Acting in part 2b a good humble magi in blessings upon reflection