A Vista Stella ( a silent star )

A silent chord of summer's passing glow,
Upon my face it rests its beaming light,
Yet still so many secrets I don't know,
Kept hidden in the silent stars of night,
For sure as life must people come to weep,
To cry their worries, their sorrows, their joy,
And trusted dots of burning light do keep,
Their secrets told, old or yong, girl or boy,

Upon your gaze held to the midnight star,
Waiting, wondering, a longing desire,
A twin beating heart has travelled so far,
Looking up to your star they'll noy tire

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saiom's picture

gold star for this one

"A silent chord of summer's passing glow,' is one of several beautiful lines
and thoughts in this sweet poem. Please keep writing.