New moon was born…

New moon was born
And floating on the night air…
Young dream rushed
By Unforgotten brighter world…

I soar on the wings of unearthly,
Flies over the sleepy river,
Flies in the mists of gray
And I lead conversations with soul…

12 July 1899

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