It is shameful night, and God is asleep!
It is shameful night, and God is asleep!
I trod as quiet as the night.
Love is a flame;-we have beaconed the world's night.
When you were there, and you, and you,
Happiness crowned the night; I too,
Laughing and looking, one of all,
I watched the quivering lamplight fall
On plate and flowers and pouring tea
And cup and cloth; and they and we
Flung all the dancing moments by
With jest and glitter.
Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories