Tag Archive: stars


The sun descending in the west,
The evening star does shine;
The birds are silent in their nest,
And I must seek for mine.
The moon, like a flower,
In heaven’s high bower,
With silent delight
Sits and smiles on the night.

Farewell, green fields and happy groves,
Where flocks have took delight.
Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves
The feet of angels bright;
Unseen they pour blessing,
And joy without ceasing,
On each bud and blossom,
And each sleeping bosom.

They look in every thoughtless nest,
Where birds are covered warm;
They visit caves of every beast,
To keep them all from harm.
If they see any weeping
That should have been sleeping,
They pour sleep on their head,
And sit down by their bed.

When wolves and tigers howl for prey,
They pitying stand and weep;
Seeking to drive their thirst away,
And keep them from the sheep.
But if they rush dreadful,
The angels, most heedful,
Receive each mild spirit,
New worlds to inherit.

And there the lion’s ruddy eyes
Shall flow with tears of gold,
And pitying the tender cries,
And walking round the fold,
Saying, ‘Wrath, by His meekness,
And, by His health, sickness
Is driven away
From our immortal day.

‘And now beside thee, bleating lamb,
I can lie down and sleep;
Or think on Him who bore thy name,
Graze after thee and weep.
For, washed in life’s river,
My bright mane for ever
Shall shine like the gold
As I guard o’er the fold.’

From: https://www.poemhunter.com/poems/night/page-1/13143/

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Time Alone

The earth was still

So was my heart

It was like we were breathing in unison

And as the stars twinkled in the night

I felt peace in my time alone

Stunning

She danced, no, floated into the ballroom

She was lovely and she was alone

She begged to dance with Mr. Moon but he was not in sight

He hid from her, from the people

She looked as radiant as can be

And the stars could not help but fall to their knees

As they waltz down towards her

And took her stunning beauty with them

As she became part of the stars

This World

I love the rain and the sun

I love the moon and stars even when they’ve gone

I love the butterflies that have become scarce 

And the dragonflies that have disappeared

Stretched

I gaze high up at the sky

My arms outstretched 
I reached for the stars, the moon, the comets

The planets danced

Took a quick glance

And made a staircase to the heavens
I climbed and stretched some more

Fireworks

The sky is full of bright lights

Spectacular sights!

Oh the stars, they watch tonight 

They hide their twinkle for the night

They watch is awe to what the world has to offer

For tonight, the show is for them

They watch the fireworks work its magic

As they take a bteak from shining and become the spectators

At Midnight 

The stars they shine the brightest at midnight 

I sit

I wait

For that magical moment to come

I Told The Stars

I missed you

I wanted to hug you

I wanted to just keep you close

I held my pillow and cried slowly

I whispered to the air

And I told the stars I cared

So much for you

And wished we could be together once more

Find The Stars

I’m looking up on a cloudy night

It somehow symbolizes my fears, my fright

But also I know that I have to fight

If I want to see the stars come out tonight 

Goodnight dreamland

I sleep with the night light off

The stars twinkle above my head

And the moon sings lullabies 

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