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You have gone out and flourished
You will return to be stored
When you grew in the new moon
No one on earth could find you
Without lenses and passion
Without curiosity
Now the season is over
And your silver seeds blossom
Everyone can notice you
Who isn’t under a cloud
Even in blinding cities
Even where there are no stars
Well-done—You are flourishing
You will return to be stored
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Small birds and minor mammals
Gather around with their clues
Evidence of the rhythm
The lovely oscillation
That lets us count the changes
Accounting for your circle
The beauty of your changes
That render each life mortal
And life itself immortal
In one story you were loved
And in another trusted
But the ends of all stories
Are to get to beginnings
Of what never looks like change
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You look like yourself to me
Someone who was left alone
Unimportant to story
Except as explanation
A human who did something
Noble bizarre atrocious
Therefore why the world’s like this
Stuck forever in the sky
It’s not that we need to know
Why—we just love saying why
Why we’re never satisfied
New why stories all the time
I love to look at your face
Forever never same sky
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What is a continuum?
Unlimited division
An autonomous notion
Beauty is continuous
And you are continuous
Saturated and finite
Only regarding yourself
As I regard you only
Regard is continuous
Saturated and finite
Your home less ancient than mine
Less painful more shadowed bright
As when you slip from your robes
Over the snow on clear nights
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