Where Stars (Rubiyat Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

Where stars are in the tree of the night
they do glow in the dark blue-white
when like a cat the moon sneaks higher up
before the red-day brings its bright light

and in all of this you are streched against me
where with your love I am involved intensely,
while the evening wind finds its rest somewhere
while through the night you lie against me cosily

and shadows outside come to life and jump around
while a dove day and night does utter it cooing sound
an owl sinisterly does keep calling as if death is to come,
against each other nothing do our tranquillity confound

and after twilight the cobalt blue do its colour regain,
God does pour His great mercy out upon the earth again.