The stars are like a thousand suns
That shine in shattered night
Hands clasped beside the shimmering moon
Within the silver light
Half part of God, half angel's wings
That stretch from sky to sky
And dash a dozen amber gleams
Like copper-coated dye.
What man could still forget the Lord
If he had seen the stars?
Deep evidence of heaven's dance
Across the fair afar.
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