(photo by lonewolf at http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/nbPaqts/landscape )
The Hidden Stars
When life is bleak and future’s dimmed,
When storms assail and sails are trimmed,
When no solution is in sight,
There is one thought that makes things bright.
Think then that life’s like day – when sky
Has naught that’s visible to eye.
Both life and sky like empty jars,
Except… a million hidden stars.
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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2012.
The Bard on the Hill 