Now that pollution’s mask has cleared away
partly for an instant
we see the work of thy fingers,
the multitude of stars;
O that within, these fingers might be working still,
Moulding, reshaping
With tenderness refiguring
What we are
And what we might be.
The work of thy fingers
T
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