THE NIGHT:
The blue sky clothed in black.
Stretch to test your beam of sight.
The moon of white,
Lays in delight;
For, thirst takes rest, warmth takes breast.

Oh how the night quiets the mill.
FIll me up with night wife.
For day has dusk & pray is blind & beat.
Till dawn peeks. The heavenly Stars shall watch over thee.

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