Sights Unseen
The farawy stars are shining brightBehind these thick clouds of dapple gray.
The royal moon, seated on high
Majestic beyond our mortal sight.
But through the leaf and branch,
We view this deep reflection
That remains unseen,
Of the Midnight Dawn.
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