A STAR COMES SINGING
A chilling cinder of a world
Scatters, eyeless and tongueless,
Through the field of dead stars.
Tomorrow the young god
Will go as his world has gone.
Scatters, eyeless and tongueless,
Through the field of dead stars.
Tomorrow the young god
Will go as his world has gone.
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Tomorrow
As the whirling globe spins upward
What new shifts will it see,
Before rock and dust decay,
And its spiral flight is stilled
In the breast of its mother, the sun?
What new shifts will it see,
Before rock and dust decay,
And its spiral flight is stilled
In the breast of its mother, the sun?
Out of the blood-dewed past
Man yet may learn.
The odor of slaughtered blood
Has stained uncounted ages.
Will it learn the wonder of love,
Sole bringer of radiant joy
Over the blackened miles
And blackened hearts?
Man yet may learn.
The odor of slaughtered blood
Has stained uncounted ages.
Will it learn the wonder of love,
Sole bringer of radiant joy
Over the blackened miles
And blackened hearts?
For love is the divinest selfishness,
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