A Clear Midnight
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john tiong chunghoo
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the stars are diamonds
strewn by the gods
in celebration
of their undying love
for the world
they light up the
lanes of frozen land
crystalise the thoughts
in the sphere of darkness
and open the heart
to the space of love
the stars are diamonds
strewn by the gods
to the golden lady
of the night
the gentle, subtle lady
that shares its blessings
with lovers as they whisper
their secrets to each other
the stars that catch
their lofty and sweet promises
spread them across the sky
to celebrate the glitters
of merriment and joy
the stars are diamonds
strewn for lovers
to swear their love
words that keep each of their
nights warm, illuminated and
guided....
inspired by
A Clear Midnight
THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou
lovest best.
Night, sleep, and the stars.
Walt Whitman
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