De Perspecti Natura (On the nature of perceiving thoroughly)
Brilliance abounds, from canyon precipice to familial edifice;
From the level plane of success to sinuous ebb of distress.
The light is seen by the bold, men who've studied the time of old
A wise man did once profess, the dying secrets of his finesse:
A perspective learned and true, is the biggest stick in a dark purlieu.
A tongue, supple, but not glib, is sharper than metal to pierce through the rib.
Poem by David J. Deardorff
Aside for future reference: This was a facebook response I posted on account of the following picture and a related discussion (it's a picture of mine from the Grand Canyon, hence the first line involving a canyon):
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