AS many stars as are aglow <br />Deep in the hollows of the night <br />As many as the flowers that blow <br />Beneath the kindling light; <br /> <br />As many as the birds that fly <br />Unpiloted across the deep; <br />As many as the clouds on high, <br />And all the drops they weep; <br /> <br />As many as the leaves that fall <br />In autumn, on the withering lea, <br />When wind to thundering wind doth call, <br />And sea calls unto sea; <br /> <br />As many as the multitude <br />Of quiet graves, where mutely bide <br />The wicked people and the good, <br />Laid softly side by side;-- <br /> <br />So many thoughts, so many tears, <br />Such hosts of prayers, are sent on high, <br />Seeking, through all Man's perished years, <br />A love that will not die.<br /><br />Mathilde Blind<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-many-stars/