I have worked the dark mines
Of my lost mind gone down
Into the cold collieries and
Sweating hammered away at
Unyielding rock walls
A whole mountain could be worth
One blue sapphire of thought
Is it possible someday the whole earth
Will be reduced to a relatively small
Hillside of gems and silver and gold
Come upon in the spring
Transforming into green and flowers
Which brought me to the study of the sun
The stars so-called and the planet beings
The unmined darkness pervading
And almost overwhelming everything
Except for relatively small clusters of light
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