"Night and Her Train of Stars" by Edward R. Hughes (Br)(1851-1917)

"On Wings"

If we could fly with wings like Night
In quiet times well passed the light
When prying eyes and witless talk
In aimless circles cease to walk.

Then Zephyr Winds our heated hearts
In soft caress their fire start
So we might rise into the air
To quench the fire while flying there.

Does Hope's Illusion buy us time
Until that day when you are mine
When Day and Night no more contend
Shadows in light may merge and blend?

Or do the Fate's in spinning zeal
Twist Fortune's thread on time worn wheel
Do Fantasy and Faith contend
Our will to break, our dreams to bend?

Yet even in those darkest doubts
The Truth, Our Love, in strong voice shouts:
"Beware those lies that whisper low
They'll haunt your footsteps as you go.

Fear not the passing of this day
The warp and weft, Fate's dreaded way
Just hold Hope close do not let go
In Faith Believing you both know,

Time leads you To, not far away
Unlike the breeze that cools the day
Your hope will lift and carry up
Refreshing nectar from Love's cup.

Fear not the night where now you wait
Fear not you found the truth too late
Believe that you are just in time
When in the light the bright sun shines."

Adriaan