by Joseph Ignatius Constantine Clarke
Good night!
May you dream of me:
May stars be your light
Stars in the deep, deep skies
So my face may be
Lit dimly, and my soul
Shine through mine eyes;
And the plaintive call
Of love's music fall
Upon your ears,
As the days die in the years,
And the years to aeons go,
Blending,
Ending so.
But when you wake,
And morning's rapture take
In vivid gleams,
The Sun, the rising Sun above,
His glory on the deep,
May live and passionate desire
Thrill you with real fire
And warm delight
To be.
But now, O love!
Sweet sleep,
And starlit dreams
Of me.
Good night!
Last updated June 03, 2017