STARS (1920) by Sara Teasdale
(from the collection "Flame and Shadow")
Alone in the night
on a dark hill
With pines around me
Spicy and still......
And a HEAVEN full of stars
Over my head,
White and topaz
And misty red.....
Myriads with beating hearts of fire......
that aeons cannot vex......Or tire.....
Up the dome of heaven like a great hill,
I watch them marching stately and still...
And I know that I am honoured to be witness
Of so much Majesty!
Photographs 2018 Happy New Year!
"Stars" by Sara Teasdale 1920
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