On a glorious night of winking stars, one spoke in the tongue of the spheres,
An entire year did play &run, in my veins Spring’s operas,
One of God’s good ones he plucked &sent-an angel in my path,
Tuned to the strumming orbs, the day of my birth.
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a joy to read your poem! ! really very very good! ! ! !