Flaming Stars of Night
Cloaked in darkness
Who were you,
who appeared in my yard
Alone,
in the dimness of dusk
In the stillness
of night
When a stream of flaming stars from clouds afar
Rained on the river
That meandered through the woods evergreen
And the winds that swept the boughs
Kept wanting to know
Who, pray who were you
behind that veil of yours
Weaving magic
Bequeathing words that welled up within me
Seeking ways to find
rhythm and verse (ahhhh)
As I
lay tethered to
the shore
Till I broke free
Untying the knots that held me captive
And lest the night be wasted Steeped in tears futile
I stepped forth seeking to know
Who, pray
who were you
Behind that veil of yours