I Have Seen the Stars Fallen

I Have Seen The Stars Fallen

  The pageants veiled, and gnawed at gladness,
  As prism from far inter-stellar space;
  And they eclipse and the luminosity fa’e over the
  phase,
  And the pursuit of phantasy had sold out to gravitation;

  I Have Seen the Stars Fallen:
  And have delectably shine in the sky delightfully for
  ages,
  They have eagerly seen all and excellently heard all;
  Have gratuitously appeared and valedictory disappeared on
  stages, 
  And so far, they have said bye to deathless oblate
  sphere.

  I Have Seen the Stars Fallen:
  The spectacular success increase to covered their eyes,
  I would be this and that and scintillating pot king of
  enamels;
  I would be, I would be motto have gone to
  too much I,
  And the overwhelming gaol and ignominy was where it ends

  I Have Seen the Stars Fallen:
  All the specter of prosperity are all spent,
  They rapaciously built diamond and golden palaces in
  silver moon
  The marvelous headlamps of pleasure glow in affluent,
  Like the eyes of the wizard on descent
  Today, the sybarites had all packed their bazaars in
  calabash in,

  I Have Seen the Stars Fallen:
  Gradually fallen made a dying fall;
  They fall among us, in the sea or in the woods,
  That one fallen could be the star you know;
  No matter where they fall,
  They made a resounding blow.

  I Have Seen the Stars Fallen:
  Out of the evening sky in the nighttime,
  As light from far away heavenward;
  And they fall and can’t shine again
  Down on the earth they are found crawling.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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