The Logician....Byron's Sonnet
Where Air and Fire combine in bright sunshine
The eye can still be blinded by the self
As logic turns its back upon the wealth
Of intuition found in love divine.
For love itself will ne’er be yours or mine
If all we seek is things the eyes can see
And close our minds to dreams of fantasy
And miss the pow’r of truth in secret sign.
Where hearts weigh truth not gold, it matters not,
That logic fails to prove what love has found
When science stands apart from Nature’s lot
And leaves deep scars upon this sacred ground
Sweet love returns its beauty to the plot
Revealing magic can never be bound.
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