As Ever Like the Sun & Moon at War

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Here walks our hero, born of fire's tune,

his promise made 'neath warring sun and moon;

a thousand days he'll have of troubled sleep

before in th'raging River shall he leap;

already hath a year both come and left

whilst seeking paradise—his heart bereft—

and here is where our telling doth commence

of which the Scholars did their best make sense.

The counter hath been set—the goal is mirth;

the desert's blowing sand—his time on Earth              10