by Robert Laurence Binyon

Laurence Binyon

Stars beyond number or imagination
Silent in the sky;
Shadowy valleys and dark woods over them,
Still, without a sigh;
A house, lost in vastness and in silence,
With no house nigh;
A room apart, with not a whisper in it
As the hours steal by:
Sleeping in our star--surrounded darkness,
You and I.

Last updated January 14, 2019