As I looked at the beautiful sky
The lord of the dark uncovered his hood;
And all was swallowed by black-
Yet, gazing there, for long I stood.
The horizon faded away,
In the darkness it seemed to melt;
I could see nothing but vast black,
And yet amazement was all I felt.
For I had been told by old and wise
That dark's what drains the joy away;
But the starless sky not empty stood-
It gave my soft, mild thoughts a way.
-The Golden Bird
23rd Sept 2016