The Forgotten Things

it is addressed thusly:
An ode.
it reads:
I have dreamt too many dreams for ever them to be
As ten thousand stars in the sight above the sea
Invisible as the host in the brightness of the day
Or hidden in the night by the white Milky Way
O these, o these are my most beloved things
O mystery of the hidden, o silent one that sings
A light is in the eyes, a fire is in the bones
The unnamed share the name of the nameless holy ones.

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