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Ancient Ones Of Fairest Earth
yet also of the Stars by birth
shining darkly, darkly bright
how is it that you've called me, "Light"?

Is Earth so shadowed in her face
that we are visible from space?
Obviously shining flares
within this maze of dark affairs?

Ripe for plucking, berries sweet
surely good enough to eat...
Perhaps I'd rather not be seen
by those whose appetites are keen...

But if indeed you mean us well
I'd love to hear what you would tell
A message, ringing in my ear
that Speaks the Deep beyond all fear.