She waded through the forest floor
One lonely night in June,
And came across a shimmering pond,
Filled with the image of the moon.
This large sphere - this eerie globe -
Shone strong all through the night.
To that young maiden's curious eyes
Did Selene display her might.
In that great dot did the girl's mind rest,
With thoughts of the great unknown.
She pondered all that she could see,
And all that was never shown.
~ C. Spies
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