Your orb's orange is a stranger,
A hue I'd never met in nature.
It blends seamlessly with yellow,
Which is itself a friendly fellow,
But I really find your beauty's root
Next to the expanse of blue.
It missed no spots in coloring the sky.
Its deep mystery recalls Hawaii.
On sea-cliffs there, you see it low and high.
This moon-rise on a crisp, early winter night
Is most uncommon here. I see it shake
My mind, my soul, my prayers awake.
A hue I'd never met in nature.
It blends seamlessly with yellow,
Which is itself a friendly fellow,
But I really find your beauty's root
Next to the expanse of blue.
It missed no spots in coloring the sky.
Its deep mystery recalls Hawaii.
On sea-cliffs there, you see it low and high.
This moon-rise on a crisp, early winter night
Is most uncommon here. I see it shake
My mind, my soul, my prayers awake.
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