Affix'd on Stars my eyes shall stay,
Wand'ring thence to embrace the Sun,
Whose bright world doth illumine Day,
As Time runs Past ere Life's begun.
While today's surely such a Gift,
Which giv'st His blessing - One and All -
Should thank their Lucky Stars Adrift,
Amidst God's Chrysollite Withdrawal.
Hours doth run oft-times far too soon,
Premature moments Fade Away,
Sunsets into the Glare of Noon
Shall Grey, and then Warm Purple stay.