Stars | part ii

One of the worst things about winter is the cold. One of the best things about winter is the stars. Over hill and under tree Through lands where never light has shone By silver streams that run down to the sea Under cloud, beneath the stars Over snow and winter’s morn I turn at last to paths that lead home And though where the road Continue reading


| The Night Sky |

StarsIn your multitudesScarce to be countedFilling the darknessWith order and lightYou are the sentinelsSilent and sureKeeping watch in the nightKeeping watch in the nightYou know your place in the skyYou hold your course and your aimAnd each in your seasonReturns and returnsAnd is always the same | Les Miserables |