the night sun
the concert hall:
all doors opened
all windows opened
under the night sun.
among non-being
ears to hear
the earth on the strings
the universe on the keyboards.
that time, that space,
and that love remain
under the night sun.
To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour. Auguries of Innocence William Blake
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