Cosmos' Benediction

Of wormholes

And hyperboles,

Of mispronunciation


Of sci-fi,

And of grammar,

And of fun-facts by the dozen


Of kites

And cars,


Of one-syllable states


Of Maine,

And of Chicago

(Windy City's good for kites.)


Of Thunderbirds

And Firebird,

and little sprites a-plenty


Of pirate girls,

And magic pearls,

And blackbirds five and twenty


Of battles waged

In yonder age,

Of Troy and Trojan horses


Of many itty-bitty things,

And things of great wide courses


Of fairy dust

And sacred trust,

Of circumnavigation


Of wild lore

And iron ore,

Of water-bird migration 


Of everything

Of ground and wing,

Of cloud, of tree, of river


I bless you,

Hope to keep you 

safe from sorrowing forever.







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