Poetry was made for you,
So grand is your inspiration,
Elevated to a scale
Where there is no celebration,
Of others, there's no call,
For they simply don't exist,
You have devoured their throne,
Set aside their domination,
You reign thru your Soul,
Poetry Perfection, that is All.

Sandra Feldman

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/master-poet-2/