As the moon shape her size in full, and as the Sun breaks his pride in roaming to be endless known as power still for us to abide,

When she sets, and when he wakes, suddenly a raven appear above none of celestial sight, they both become aware and restless, still in dimension-“waken and drowsed”.

Lightly he evades himself from the lusty bright, at night,

Shadily she awakes from her rest of silent beauty, she roasts the sky with dullness, she soaks energy and refills him with memorable shyness.

Suede the light, they are one; “Prism in the dark of sight” they know their ways, and they sprawl their strays leaving them Humans; “quietly and slowly under unsought decay”.

Then And Now; We Wonder… After And Before; We Yonder…

Through solid emphasis from them; “Humans” share; “are we not alike in the same manner as above when she collides and he corresponds?”

“To Be or Not To Be...” (Is this the question?)

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