Beauty I sit and comprehend the world,       The dove's melodious song, The sun is here, gone tomorrow,       Yet none have I done wrong. In blissful joy she doth compose,       Both high and low her strain

Mercy and Grace Not because I am worth it, Not because I am good, Not because I am perfect, Nor act the way I should, Not because I have earned it, Not because I am right. Just because I am a person You

The art of self-description belongs to that unique set of skills that will always allude mastery. The difficulty arises from bias, a topic of which any student of an introductory journalism or history