1/
Of all this candour of sky
No sun can hide in
They have made a secret place.
Dark as a shadow, without
The land shadowing.
Diplomacy that regards
In its show of peace
Not man's irrational frights!
While they, as kin, allude us
As vague gods increase.
2/
They sail on the periphery
Of the possible.
Inside a bubble,
For dispassionate
Tone's transparency.
What correlation with spume
Of man's rage have they?
Must their source be fey
Since wavelets on the
Milky Way illume!
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