Afar tis the moon I see,
the murky clouds like wave of the sea,
floating below the gleaming moon,
eyes mused to watch thee leave soon.
Yonder high above mountains,
thou far from men's pains,
no agony thou bear,
with the stars near.
Shone for my ancestors,
in dark thou their protector,
but lo! the robust are long gone,
for their work's done.
Thou bringeth vivid memories of past,
Oh archaic years swept away like dust,
Draped in vexed questions and crestfallen life,
I'll have to strive.
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