The Dreams Of The Days – And Nights Poem by Peter S. Quinn

All love is the handful of soul and earth
That comes to field in beginning summer
The day of every dream is love's all worth
The valid wishing star and true spring comer
The wide eyes of the sky know all of this
Each constellation of love's inner mood
The dreams of the days when sunshine shall kiss
And bring down to earth love's exotic food

The moon is for me - in its glowing night
To give me much dreamy light after sun
To bring up my wings to the unearthly flight
When my wonderings to the Milky Way run
Each day is my universe multiplying on
With evening and night - never in dreams gone