I dipped the sun into the ocean;
When the steam cleared, it was the moon.
So things stood right in its beams
still seem half-hidden,
wet with something blue.
I am just enough the dark to see,
too little the deeds within it to be.
......
I dipped the sun into the ocean;
When the steam cleared, it was the moon.
So things stood right in its beams
still seem half-hidden,
wet with something blue.
I am just enough the dark to see,
too little the deeds within it to be.
......