Designed is the night sky with the stars’ sleekness,
Silvery like the eyes wondrous in meekness.
Heavenly to have been clothed with sweetness
Gleaming like the sheen found on rocks of neatness
Exquisite in worth never screened as cheapness.
Penetrating to fill the heart with deepness,
Inspirational to compel one into keenness,
Cool to cure the mind perturbed by meanness.
Designed is the night sky not to be dreamless,
But with the splendour of clouds' coolness—seamless
For minds to go supple on bliss, be heedless
Of world-weariness that does drive thoughts seedless,
Be blossomed like the loams that are not treeless,
To swim in rapture overwhelming with glee feeless
For them to place their thoughts on and be beefless
About having lives like the trees not leafless.
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