Saturday, October 22, 2011

2.172 : 10/22/05 : Stars

Light of an ancient ancient days
light of just a few years past
In one mind’s moment distilled
Each night from heaven’s sphere is cast
How uniform and dull they seem
And yet one fascination holds
The only real history there is
And watch as now it it yet unfolds
Some say it is the start of everything
while others mark it just as chance
And some insist on naming each
And others just observe the dance

What is the song of the day?

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