All that I know
Of a certain star,
Is, it can throw
(Like the angled spar)
Now a dart of red,
Now a dart of blue,
Till my friends have said
They would fain see, too,
My star that dartles the red and the blue!
Then it stops like a bird,ólike a flower, hangs furled,
They must solace themselves with the Saturn above it.
What matter to me if their star is a world?
Mine has opened its soul to me; therefore I love it

A Poem by Robert Browning.

 

 

 

 

 

    I See the Stars Dance | DustFlower | WishAnother | Angel  | Twinkle | Always | Certain | Dreams  | Instead | Guide | Heaven
    I See the Sun  |  Smile  Sunset           |   Running  | Equinox  | Forever  | Icarus  |  Setting  |  Grey  | Out  |  Shadow Anymore
    I See the Clouds | Will You? | I Will | For Two | Where  | Somewhere  | Illusions