I wonder
though the trivialities of life,
I wonder with
neither arrogance nor pride
But rather
with the dampened curiosity of autumn leaves
That stick to my shoe with the impeding hope of winter snow
That stick to my shoe with the impeding hope of winter snow
That these
cheeks will flush red again and that the numbing
Of these gentle hands will stir this soul to life
I wonder at the stars their splendour
Of these gentle hands will stir this soul to life
I wonder at the stars their splendour
That
perhaps through darkness I shall shine
When the
sun and loving care hath retired
And the
world will sleep sublime
That when
thy eyes have closed
I shall my
beauty find
"(God) is the One Who has set out for you the stars, that you may guide yourselves by them through the darkness of the land and of the sea. We have detailed the signs for people who know."
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