You, weightiest southern star,
You old man, you contrary,
Cowardly, solitary,
Steadfast, you bringer of change,
Ominous navigator,
Invisible from the north,
Steer me between hemispheres.
We are setting in the crown
Of the forest whose whispers
Contain and constitute
Alike you and me, glow worm
Glimmering in summer leaves.
Bound in a grove, I'm arrowed
Through and through, pleased to burst free.
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