A Quill Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I'm just here for a while
A quill of poetry style
My aim is to sing a song
For dreamer to love and long

To stars of the faraway
In night's symphonies play
Where our eyes meet dark
In its golden shine spark

Silent moves on its go
Wonder ways we don't know
All what we are of worth
In our hearts and on earth

Shining brightly beyond
And no man has ever found
Wings of enduring flight
To our prayers and light