Once in the winters glooming night
Within the sparkling of moon’s light
I gazed into the eyes of nature
And asked the secrete of making creature
It smiled and blinked on me
Then who be the best observer of me? ?
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expressing deep thought and philosophy, if there would be any creature like man Who would observe the beauty in nature, Keep on penning