Sparks
The sun is a thousand sparks
of white life fallen loosely upon us;
ah, now
who can talk of knowledge
without first having considered the white sun?
November 10th, 1976 at 5:36 pm by Rastaban (Darkness, Poetry)
The sun is a thousand sparks
of white life fallen loosely upon us;
ah, now
who can talk of knowledge
without first having considered the white sun?
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