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Very beautiful Bhuddist sentiments.: .

captivating:   a powerful poem, an ode of warning, a metaphor of sad actual reality for billion of mice

Observation:: Have you ever wondered why wars are generally fought by young men under the age of 21 led by old men over the age of 50?

It is a metaphor, and it does: It is a metaphor, and it does make sense in the way that metaphors and similes make a poetic sense that transcends the ordinary sense of common (and often chaotic) prose.  The poem is suggesting that the Gulf, which was (as I, and many others, believe) constructed by Christ Himself, is available to all people to enjoy; whereas  the marble tanks we create in which to splash about are often restricted as to access.  Even in the small town in which I grew up, the "Aquatic Club" restricted membership to certain income levels, residential areas, and ethnic groups.  In my early years of grade school, I had some dear friends who, in the prevalent parlance of the day, lived "over there"; and I could not, then, comprehend why they were not given access to the aquatic club like my parents had obtained for me.   Unfortunately, the perception of the Republican party is that it promotes such divisions and restrictions and exults in them.  And the soul of that party seems now to be possessed by the Innkeeper, who used the Holy Bible and the setting of an Anglican church for a photo-op.  Part of human nature, part of our broken-ness, is that we rely far too much on perception and circumstantial aspects:  thus, a carpenter from Galilee, Whose birth circumstances were deemed "questionable," was perceived, by some, to lack spiritual wisdom and authority; and, on the other hand, an unemployed housepainter, who had dodged the draft in his own country and had engaged in an incestuous relationship with his own niece, was perceived as a "man of destiny."  

*Snap Snap Snap*: It is funny how I planned on inquiring as to what Musa Puerilis is, and then whoosh it happens to appear already in your notes to the Poem. Anyways, I especially enjoyed the profusion of the three similes, back to back, in the beginning of the Poem; all of them as beautiful as could be, but enhanced to yet a higher degree by the sweet immediacy of their succession.

XD: I am so lucky to have read this.

In such a few lines, you have: In such a few lines, you have described one of Poetry's two main functions.  This is not just a poem; it is a glimpse of the most ancient literary history, one of the two foundations of our literature.