Wide are the meadows of night,
And daisies are shining there,
Tossing their lovely dews,
Lustrous and fair;
And through these sweet fields go,
Wanderers amid the stars --
Venus, Mercury, Uranus, Neptune,
Saturn, Jupiter, Mars.
'Tired in their silver, they move,
And circling, whisper and say,
Fair are the blossoming meads of delight
Through which we stray.
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Comments1Just read something by Sir Walter de la Mare, really spoke to my soul. He has a truly magical way of painting the Universe with words, huh! I felt like he'd taken me on a trip through stars. So beautiful 😍😊🌼🌠⭐