North Star Night
Emeralds in the sky are gleaming
Shining out of the blue,
They look like God’s eyes dreaming,
But still looking down at you.
You can see the eagles soaring
High above the wind,
The strength of their wings is pouring,
Into the sky they defend.
The eagles of the emeralds guarding
What no one dares to steal,
Their feathers, just like chain mail barding,
Watching what the sky conceals.
Hush now child, for the Lord is sleeping
Under the North Star, Shepard’s creeping.
pretty piece
i like it