the stars are diamonds <br />strewn by the gods <br />over the sky <br />in celebration <br />of their undying love <br />for the world <br />they cool my mind <br />the stars are diamonds <br />strewn by the gods <br />to the golden lady <br />of the night <br />the gentle subtle lady <br />that keeps <br />the night lighted <br />as lovers whisper <br />their secrets to each other <br />the stars that catch <br />each of the lovely <br />glittery promises <br />spread them across the sky <br />the stars are diamonds <br />strewn across the sky <br />for lovers <br />to swear their undying love <br />to each other <br />words pristine as the stars <br />that keep each night illuminated, <br />guided.... <br /> <br /> <br />inspired by <br /> <br />A Clear Midnight <br /> <br />THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless, <br />Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done, <br />Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou <br />lovest best. <br />Night, sleep, and the stars. <br /> <br />Walt Whitman<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-clear-midnight-2/
