Saturday, July 28, 2018
Poem: Night
By Donovan Baldwin
Swept with stars, small twinkling dreams
Night covers more than this small world.
It stretches to the spring of time,
Where lies eternity, sleeping, curled.
The night above is just a piece,
A portion of a greater all.
Here burns man, much like the stars,
As they do, seeming cold and small.
Each, a tiny flame of hope,
A flicker glimpsed in dark of night,
Bound to hold the darkness back,
Bringing promise of the light.
Swept with stars, small twinkling dreams
Night covers more than this small world.
It stretches to the spring of time,
Where lies eternity, sleeping, curled.
The night above is just a piece,
A portion of a greater all.
Here burns man, much like the stars,
As they do, seeming cold and small.
Each, a tiny flame of hope,
A flicker glimpsed in dark of night,
Bound to hold the darkness back,
Bringing promise of the light.
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