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I.

More complex than confined constriction
that is construed;

To cast my wish in flesh requires proficiency
in a language that feels foreign.

II.

To you, sculptors of your own desires

In the know, of significant skill,
graduates of proverbial grammar school;

With Bernini like vision, aware of what
the malleability of what is yours can be;

Sanctioned with a power
to breathe life, like God,

Masters of reality,
I call onto thee,
Teach me!