by Patience Worth
Behold the curtain stretched-the sable curtain!
And the stars at its foot flickering.
What lies beyond?
To thee and me beloved, there is naught
But the abyss in which the stars swim.
Yet sure as yonder sea's first wave-rim
Lips the shore, but yon, beyond, beyond-
Another rim lips another Shore!
Last updated January 14, 2019