Eyes
The Sun will rise
a high command,
God’s firm detailing --
Moon will carry-on
then night,
a borrower of light;
up-close we have
our planet near star
imagine worlds each
distant gleaming…
trillions of eyes
attempting to look-in
while our own eyes
far away dreaming
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