The stars of Heaven shatter,
Falling far and wide;
These tears of heaven scatter,
And in the heart abide;
In the night they travel,
Streaking through the sky;
Showing me their fleeting life,
As I quickly see them die;
The dying embers weaken,
Drifting upon the wind;
Piercing the veil of shadows,
From the tempest they transcend;
In your eyes I see those stars,
As they fall in tears;
Just like so many I have shed,
Throughout the passing years;
Our tears are born of the Heavens,
Born of angels, ether, and such;
So how can there be sorrow,
When two such teardrops touch?
Sheri:
So beautifully written with so much intense beauty and visionary skills. Every stanza is more beautiful than the last-every word so so so vivid-visionary supreme. Asheer masterpiece of a work if you don't mind me saying. Truly enjoyed this poem. Thank you for sharing Sheri and have a very beautiful and safe weekend.Take care.
Regards,
Dave Richardson
1/29/2004 8:45am est