Who am I this morning
Triangulating my position
With autumn sun's full moon
Retrograde turning direct
In my wobbling orbit
Round you my loves
In squares and trines
Losing and finding our way
The will of the dance
If we listen to the music
Fearful and joyful in turns
While you are over there
And yet are always near
Across the great abyss
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