Here, have seated them
For our wonderment
Kin, terrestrial;
Mountain, especial.
These and the old gods
Holding their places
To the amazement
Of who came and went
In a dateless time's
Flittery gust-guest
In leaf, flake and bird.
Is the picture blurred?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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