The faint stars
said,
'Our distances f
night,
These wastes of
space,
Sight can in an
insant cross,
But who has
passed
On soul's dark
flight
Journeys
beyond
The flash of our
light.'
I said, Whence he is
travelling
Let no heart's grief
of mine
Draw back a
thought
To these dim
skies,
Nor human
tears
Drench those wings
that pass,
Freed from earth's
weight
And
the wheel of stars.'