Sun Blossoms

Stars Of Heaven

AN infinite silence belts my view
With its myriad stars of gold:
The magic beauty of a new
Splendour, magic-scrolled.

From caves of a fathomless abyss
One by one they arise
Burdened with secret memories
Of a lost paradise.

Across a drowsy circle of clouds
And through deep chasms of time
They come, tearing the slumber shrouds
Like peals of a soul-heard chime.

In their heaven-lustrous rhythm I find
Wonders of a world of Light,
Bringing on the earth dim-outlined
The beauty of the Infinite.

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