By Luis G. Dato

Stars of the sky come out on the earth,
Out of the void of the sky,
Out of the clouds,

Come for the moon is pale,
Pallid and spectral,
As the night,
Dead as the clouds of the night.

Wake from the woodland, winds,
Wanton and wail on the sea,
Move where the billows, rent and restless,
Are mute.

Rise from the cloud and sea and air,
Arise, O forms that are lifeless, inert,
Start as by impulse And tremble to being.
Now the light of the stars and the spheres,

Now the breath of the wind
And the rush of the watery waste,
Are motionless,

Only the tumult,
The fire and the flame in the heart are here,
Within, the beat and pulse
Of long agitations
Longings for loved ones lost,
Lost as the wind and the night
Lost as the waves and the spheres.

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