Bwintry Sky Poem by Barry A. Lanier

No wilderness of sky,
The moon and one evening star.
Sparkling like a maiden, soon to be married.
How much more to love, than I love Thee?

In this wind and cold,
Beauty to behold, sadness without cause.
In youth, could have touched these winds,
And risen with this sky.

On this shore of innocence,
Lost in shades of winds and embraced silence.
Listening to the snow,
Embracing the nothingness.

On gray pallets of pressed grass,
Winter hardened by the bluest of reasons.
Dormant beauty,
Transcending moods.

On wings of unconscious will, vaults of darkness linger,
Gainst' the lantern without a bearer.
Thistle, grow me green, but tonight,
Loose and leave me in paradise.

Insatiable love linger,
A gentlemanly right.
Deem death fair,
Should He come tonight.