please in the sun you know and why

please in the sun you know and why 
we made and make the star-filled sky; 
then in the fading light recall 
the way we mix and melt it all. 

in a cauldron-world that's ours alone 
we'll find a path through land and zone, 
so please in the day when silence shouts 
remember the 'we' that's passed 

all doubts

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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