had i not known wrong i had been the lesser man had i not sung winter’s song i had known no warmth to gain had i never tasted blood i failed to see fragility and had i not these understood life’s tenderness was lost to me.
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*post script.
for Pradip who shared the only muse these words were wanting on this special holy-day. please read SJR's gorgeous post, but then see Pradip’s after-words here: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2246391/gratitude/
Epiphany: January 6th https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Epiphany_(holiday)