The stars are breaking Through the dark and the night. They are shining so bright. Do you see the condescending stars? Five, ten, fifteen; they are together. They collect in a soft breeze And blow my heart into the dream of light.
- Carl Sandburg
The stars are breaking Through the dark and the night. They are shining so bright. Do you see the condescending stars? Five, ten, fifteen; they are together. They collect in a soft breeze And blow my heart into the dream of light.