Dear David :

You blaze with such a vibrant light

that you are,

as intended,

blinded by your own brilliance.


( again intended )

of the blessings you've selected

for this tour in time :

Exceptional intelligence

- a condition that endures

in spite of

your conditioned denial.

Quick, yet reticent wit

- not a patent facet

of intelligence,

but brightened by it.

Physical beauty

- ''el hijo de su madre'',

whose radiance you reflect,

yet refute.

And extraordinary intuition

- your fear of which

is endearingly ordinary -

though intuition is merely illumination

( un-random rays

of the perfectly patient light

conceived to define darkness

. . . and that which is not ).

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