I have no fear of entering any thought-out venture
However, I avoid the angst of two-fold accusations
And take great caution about it to dispel great censure
By misunderstanding and other outside critics’ agitations
If I end up in a state of happiness, hence, thankfulness
My end, ever evolving, will be better than my beginning
May you prosper as your soul prospers, is great ampleness
Whereas ampleness’s colossal opposite will be non-winning
Those who are sane understand the two realms of bountiful
The objective, material well-being by accumulated measure
That motivates striving for our portion from meager to plentiful
Meant for growth. Then there's the subjective, hidden treasure
I rely on the hidden treasure where is stored my wisdom
That right-decision-maker that eliminates room for schisms
The reservoir of sanctified, unalloyed, and faithful rhythms
Movements of a soul undisturbed by the fickleness of isms.
~~Mary Handy Moore
