A-Long I Walked To Sun-Sets Vast
A-long I walked to sun-sets vast,
Gazed I to skies torn by bleeding clouds.
Cities loomed, and still I pass't,
I knew the gruesome beauty of the land.
Blooming dew-bells trod to dust,
Leaves fell from heights so grand,
Though gruesome beauty knew I must
Retreat to wond'rous worship of the mind.
So long I though't, 'til I were blind,
Gazed mere to Self; to fret, to rue,
In Self-Thinking was I so entwin'd
Thought not could I of thoughts a-new.
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