Sunday, March 18, 2012

Moon Lover

"In all of spangled space,

but I

To stare moon-struck into the sky;

Of billion beings I alone

To praise the Moon as still as stone.

And seal a bond between us two,

Closer than mortal ever knew;

For as mute masses I intone

The Moon is mine and mine alone."

From the poem Moon-Lover by Robert Service

1 comment:

sandrac said...

La bella luna! Thanks, Barb.

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