The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd
And the nymph replied to the shepherd:
"Is not love like the full moon's mute, silver majesty:
Obscured by clouds
Than upon a barren midnight sky?"
In the Forest
"Every Man and every Woman is a Star."
-- Aleister Crowley
Fireflies flash amidst eternal twilight of the woods,
The way eyes of spider glower from beneath a leafy hood,
The crickets lament a long-dead witch's scars --
The fireflies whisper: "We are, past and future, all dead Stars."
To the Stars at Midnight of the Autumn Equinox
When I die, I will go as you.
As you fade with the coming of day
So must I -- a dreamy eclipse of light by light,
And I would have you say:
"He once spoke with us, the stars."