Gaze---with the intensity of ardent wonder---
upon the constellated, naked sky;
lift to it the initiated naked eyes: to the
Pillars of Creation, from which spray forth in
vast trajectories streaks of shimmering iridescence
(let no inhibited interruption intrude upon you);
turn toward the twin Alpheccae, the Jewels of the crown.
Enter, by the soar of imagination, the
beckoning ring of Uranus. Wistfully watch for
Orion's head, comfortable upon Kalain's shoulder, to
kiss and nuzzle the preponderant pectoral pleasure points.
Starward
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