Eyes Of Day And Night Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Day and night in eyes
flowing softly on,
full of time's surprise
where they have gone.

Dreamy ways of night
in their mystic low,
dark of blush and light
into night they show.

The faraway within
where fantasies begin,
light of vision spin
hearts of many win.

Day and night of deep
of the unknown seen,
moment's run to reap
where no one has been.

All its times sorrow
fill its tears with stream,
but they have tomorrow
when again they gleam.

Those eyes are deep
mystic in their ways,
loneness some they keep
as life's fate plays.