universe
go wearily into the nightfollow the etched path to the moon
the crystal clear raindrops
have been warmed
by the underlining sun
the universe is alive feel it breath
universe
go wearily into the nightPoetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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