A Cup of Wine
Raise your cup of wine with me, O’Khayyam
Not in an Age, but the blink of an eye.
As the tireless sparkle illuminates so briefly,
Let us pause to hear our Gaia sing.
Thus as we sit and toast the cosmos
Beneath the glimmer of this dark sky
Perchance to find upon reflection
Time to breathe aloud a sigh.
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