If we accept that art helps us reveal The hidden structures of the universe As beauty transcendent in color and form Harmonious truth in music, word, and dance
Then choosing sides in old men’s deadly games Is merely empire-building, trunkless legs2, And focusing upon our hurts and harms Is but a dark Endorian3 conceit
If we build art in love, not for ourselves, But for all others, we live beyond all time
1 Prince Myshkin in The Idiot 2 Shelley, “Ozymandias” 3 1 Samuel 28