to the sky’s end

what shield be brighter than a mirror—
how does a wise word tell the tale,
protected power in question.

Procrustean modernity
with its Sisyphean sentiments
never seemed to care for the other side.

but the finest fruits of the day
land in the laps
of those who’ll look with longing candor

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