Alien

by AE
Dark glowed the vales of amethyst
Beneath an opal shroud;
The moon bud opened through the mist
Its white-fire leaves of cloud.

Though rapt at gaze with eyes of light
Looked forth the seraph seers,
The vast and wandering dream of night
Rolled on above our tears.
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