Night is by-passed
The rivers overflow
Scent the trees of the Rhine
The castles light.
Owls of wisdom fly
Across the heavens
With bats and glow-worms
in multitudes
together make
global camp fires
Thought creeps along
The ground slyly
And stealthy notes
And ponders quietly
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