~

wordless,
but
for
his
dark
things,
and
time
and
stars

"...beholding the moon rise
Over the pallid sea and the
silvery mist of the meadows.
Silently one by one, in the
infinite meadows of heaven,
Blossomed the lovely stars,
the forget-me-knots of the angels."

(Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)