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![]() ![]() InstantlyThe sky is clear With millions of stars, Like e lesson in astronomy. Like an exposition of eternity... Meanwhile, here, on the rocky hill, The late flowers of summer Stay awake: Milfoil, St. John's wort, A lonely sunflower... And from one and the same flower The spider sucks venom, While the bee sucks honey.
This is how everything on the hill lives: The way one can, Instantly, by instinct. To feel eternity, I peer into every passing instant.
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