-- SILENT SKY OF NIGHT --

John Herlihy

Not sure I could measure it

Not sure even why I wanted to

But there it is, silence never so heard

Never so present in the mind so wild

The night itself like a lucky charm

The stillness palpable enough to taste it

The landscape quiet miles to the horizon

Except a vague sense of a lisping wind

Whispering in the utter darkness

Murmuring like a distant sea even

The white lace fabric of cold frost

Gathering silently on mustache and hair

And a huge tray of stars, endless seeming

There in the heavens above, all silent-like

Like diamonds, like diamond dust

In the great, black, silent sky of night

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(c) John Herlihy 10 November 2019