how small is the world

how small is the world
the sun spins around, evolving
into oblivion,
and which of the moons
is fullest with bright golden love;
the corner of the universe,
there angels scurry,
loved and unknown to us,
there, whispers strewn across the sky
marry the pure water to the green earth

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