<h1> The Truly Great</h1> <p>I think continually of those who were truly great.</p> <p>Who, from the womb, remembered the soul’s history</p> <p>Through corridors of light, where the hours are suns,</p> <p>Through corridors of light, where the hours are suns,</p> <p>Endless and singing. Whose lovely ambition</p> <p>Was that their lips, still touched with fire,</p> <p>Should tell of the Spirit, clothed from head to foot in song.</p> <p>And who hoarded from the Spring branches</p> <p>The desires falling across their bodies like blossoms.</p>