I stare through a window,


    A grand sphere.


    Laced with luminous blue


    Adorned with ochre gold.


    Owls hoot,


    Little ones chitter


    The firmament so deep.


    So rich,


    So-adorned with golden stars.


    Golden stars,


    And much closer, yellow flowers


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    Yet none can touch the blue-stemmed lady who rises into the sky.


    Elegant, yet strong,


    Regal, yet graceful.


    A crowning feature,


    With a burst of mirthful energy.


    Lily of the Night.


    Bright Child of Gentle Flora


    And Radiant Luna.