Evening Star
In the breath of summer,
The time was midnight;
With stars in their circuits,
Shining high with their light.
Still brighter the moon,
Midst planets like knaves;
Shines bright in the sky,
Reflecting on waves.
I looked at her smile,
So remote in the sky;
Wearing her shroud,
Above clouds passing by.
And I turned to you,
My dear evening star;
More lovely you be,
Than heaven's lights are.
So shall your light shine,
As I stand and admire,
But your glow's not for me,
With your cold distant fire.
Copyright © Elizabeth Wesley | Year Posted 2011
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