An idea comes from a mind not mine
arrives unbidden, a gift like starshine,
what was hidden is now shown as design.
Is this thought a vision or delusion?
Most of my ideas are the distillation
of my overactive egoism.
A real and true divine inspiration
is revelation and invitation
to live our lives by graced intuition.
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