STARS by SARA TEASDALE (1884-1933)
Written in 1920...............one of my favourites. I couldn't think of a better choice for Thanksgiving (Canada)....
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 2019
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