The sun in splendor
Gives off light,
And she has not
One fear for night.
By a candle's flame,
I dipped my pen
In day's cold light,
To begin again.
The moon in purple
Hides his face,
His lacy silver
The barest grace.
By a candle's flame,
I dipped my pen
In night's starred sky,
To begin again.
The Earth in green
And blue's, arrayed
And far time, at her door
Has lain.
By a candle's flame,
I dipped my pen-
But where time's going
No man has been.
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