...and in the boat, there was a man...

A place to keep track of the daily doings of Me. Cos you love Me.

Wednesday, June 1

Starry hope

[ mood = excitedly bored music = Linkin Park - Somewhere I Belong ]

Thy soul shall find itself alone
'Mid darkened thoughts of the grey tombstone
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy

Be silent in that solitude,
Which is not lonliness, for then
The spirits of the dead who stood
In life, before thee are again
In death around thee, and their will
Shall overshadow thee; be still.

The night, tho' clear, shall frown,
And the stars shall not look down
From their high thrones in the Heaven,
With light like Hope to mortals giv'n.