I feel no peace such as that
Which the stars provide me.
When whispers set my teeth on edge
And darkness strains my eyes.
When trees are skeletal against
The blue night skies,
The stars will stay my fright.
Music sometimes calms the storm,
Sometimes lasts the night.
But stars will envelop my very soul,
And make my fears forgotten.
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 9:48 PM UTC
I feel no peace such as that
Which the stars provide me.
When whispers set my teeth on edge
And darkness strains my eyes.
When trees are skeletal against
The blue night skies,
The stars will stay my fright.
Music sometimes calms the storm,
Sometimes lasts the night.
But stars will envelop my very soul,
And make my fears forgotten.
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