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Oct 2016
Oh, why?
Oh, why? I wonder as I gaze
into a far off starlit sky
can't  I make you understand
all the love I have
living and beating in this forlorn heart.
Oh, how the stars stretch  themselves
across this black velvet sky
and twinkle like diamonds
as cold as ice
in that infinity of night
as if to speak to me
of the sorrow that lies deep within my heart
that you know not
of this love that burns
so violently within me.
Oh, the universe goes about
all its timeless ways.
Oh, why does
the sun forever ride
upon its chariot through the burning blue sky
giving its heat all through a summer day.
Oh, as though I were not
and this love in my heart
had never lived.
Oh, why does the moon sail upon his way
among the midnight clouds
like an enchanted dream
like a silvery shield to give its light
all through the cold dark night
knowing not of the lovely angel you are
and the tears I shed
all through the night
for you
the rose  that forever lives
within my soul.
Oh,  how your love
guides the twinkling stars
on their way
from horizon to horizon
across the road the in sky
and makes the days shining light
and the to sun warm
this fertile land.
Oh, your love
makes the moon to shine
and give its light to the night
and hope to every living thing.
Oh, have your mercy upon me
goddess of the silent mystic night
and hope of the mornings light
and bestow upon this poor soul
the love I know lives within your heart
for all the days without end.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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