Stardust

have our spirits always been
as fancies my heart?

from time’s weaning

to Eden
to redwood saplings
to when Everest was but a plain with child
to when clouds cry’d into Atlantic canyons
to when a candle yawn’d and stretch’d
and marry’d Night with Day

Oh, yes
We were there

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