Poetry Archive
Starsong
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The sky was dark, with the wind in the trees,
Not a cloud moved in the velvety skies,
Cliffs of stone unyielding towered up high,
Leaving the forest floor to the cloak of the night.
In the dark could be heard the ripple of the stream,
Singing to itself and wending its way to sleep.
Unseen trees towered skyward, shadows in the night,
Their branches weaving an unseen mesh in the night.....
Fairy lights glimmered in the forest’s depths,
As the fire flies woke and danced in the trees...
They danced in the trees, they danced in the bushes,
They danced over the stream that reflected their flashes.
They danced in pairs, they danced in groups,
Till a wind blew up and scattered their troop...
The chilly breeze whistled through the trees, drowning,
Muting the stream’s sleepy night song.
Cold was the breeze that swept through the treetops,
As the first star in the sky came to life.
One by one, the stars blazed forth up high,
Till the night sky was filled and overflowed with silver.
Cold silver fires blazed forth from the stars,
Gems filled with unearthly fire, they shone from the heavens.
Orion, the hunter, his bow and sword ablaze, rose,
Rose and covered the sky in his mighty arm’s sweep.
He seemed to thrum as he lifted his voice in song.
A hunting song of mighty power as he hunted in the starry fields.
The stars burst into fiery song, adding the voices of their multitude,
Adding them to his potent tune as he blazed through the heavens.
They sang and danced in the fields of the night,
Filling the lands with their cold white light.
Songs of making and songs of fall, they sang,
Songs high and lilting and songs deep and sombre,
With songs of Life their chorus filled the sky....
The Starsong blazed forth all through the night.....
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