The lips open for
Kisses
And then they open
Too
To chant sweet verses.
Da da da inset
Perifer doxet
At night
The nightingale
Opens her heart
With the keys of
Dusk, red dusk
And
Looks high to
Star-light:
And
Gliding comet lights
For
Rare Poet Seers
On rare days
Wavering.
De sinter parvit
Hond tret seravit.
See, my friends,
The universe that
I have put down
In my verse:
See, my friends,
And my prayer
Grant:
Be home in that
Universe
The song
The chant
The verse.
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