Sunset on the Spire

 All that I dream 
By day or night 
Lives in that stream 
Of lovely light.
Here is the earth, And there is the spire; This is my hearth, And that is my fire.
From the sun's dome I am shouted proof That this is my home, And that is my roof.
Here is my food, And here is my drink, And I am wooed From the moon's brink.
And the days go over, And the nights end; Here is my lover, Here is my friend.
All that I Can ever ask Wears that sky Like a thin gold mask.

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