The oriental golden beam
Caresses the slumberousearth
Sliding slowly the darknesssoft
Chirping andtwittering muse
Fills and overflows thecorporealseam
Charging all thingswith sensuousmirth
As ifsome Magician 's wandis aloft...!
Infusing live-lustre in the dew -dipped hues
Living freshness oozes outalike
In the big and greator, a tiny spike....
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