As The Clouds Go By Poem by Peter S. Quinn

As the clouds go by
The night is coming in
To the dark heavy sky
With its wistful spin

Stars like glow flowers
Upon heavens sphere
Timeless space hours
To flights of somewhere

As day becomes in dark
From the evening on shine
The Milky Way will spark
Each its constellation line

So much still to discover
Why on earth we are here
What shall space uncover?
What is still out there?

As the clouds go high
And the moon becomes clear
Thoughts of wonderment fly
And make these ways near

Beautiful glowing sight
On to the dreams flowing
Bewilderment dark night
Where is the future going?