Later he pretended the moon was a mystical source of enchantment
He fell in love with a visionary
who cared for a tree.
Her visions became commonplace,
although beautiful,
as she cared for the tree.
The knight sometimes
aimed
his telescope
at a leaf dangling in the wind,
or a branch bent low, or bark,
or beds of moss
on the edges,
warming.
Invincible
sunlight
streaming.
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