I saw reason itself walking
I witnessed a star walking
in Hastings Gardens and
at the small fount drinking
how shrunk and zoomed the star
to fit in that night scene
full surprised and stunned
from behind a tall oak and still bushes
watched I the star view drink
and on its little feet for purpose grown
she danced the night till rise of Dawn
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