Amidst Swirls Of Twinkling Stars, Love Yet Flies Above the soft gasps of night craving skies. Amidst swirls of twinkling stars, love yet flies. Outward, and onward through silence of marching time Away from earth and ticking of clock's midnight chime In veiled galaxies, hidden from mortals' view Lie love' gems glistening as if morn' rose in dew Memories and treasure in vaults lined with gold Rarely seen except by those lovesick and so bold As to dare voyage beyond earthen life and sad state Fleeing worldly kingdom of death and seething hate. Above the soft gasps of night craving skies. Amidst swirls of twinkling stars, love yet flies. There the dark worries of life are taken away Admission is precious hope of that future day When those departed unite in heavenly bliss With prayed reunion of touch and eager kiss Together in dreams and longed for paradise Brief the dear moment but for now such will suffice And hold each other until coming of dawn's glow With wedded love just as pure as fresh falling snow. Above the soft gasps of night craving skies. Amidst swirls of twinkling stars, love yet flies. Robert J. Lindley, April 24th 2022 Romanticism