By Martin Forster
Where are the words they are there beautiful words metaphors of description in every language ancient and modern guttural sounds never yet written down I would like to describe hidden away tribes stars so distant, never yet seen like painting the Mona Lisa with a cave dwellers earliest work of art if Shakespeare had only one sonnet, one play or a single operatic note We then would all stand, look and listen in awe into infinity our minds will then stretch an unbreakable piece of steel a point so sharp no armour impenetrable fields clothed in abundance a garland from the hand of God we mortals strive to create occasionally almost touching the sky a mist washes our humble skin no more imagined words can I write to quantify the beauty of the universe both known and unknown?.
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