Still winter pool the sky reflects
Faint burst of stars rekindling
Blue moon blazes a path it raises
Who knows what things this night will bring?
If fate, or chance, or peace or love
Or luck, the rarest of them all
'Tis evident a spell is sent
Within its radiant blue fall
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You always get me about 3/4ths of the way through. In the beginning I'm like "yeah, I'm feelin it, we'll see," but by the end, I'm awed and reverent.
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