Seeds Of Light
The Stars are only seeds of l i g h t
Planted to grow in fields of n i g h t
So many shine with an unearthly glow
If one could ever count them all and know
What secret patterns spread arrayed
From where the ghosts of Heaven strayed
To sew like letters of brilliant Braille
Flourishing fountains of perfect pale
Burning kingdoms wings taken flight
The Stars are growing seeds of light
Planted to glow in fields of night . . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2014-01-12 at 01:29
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