Beyond The Sunshine Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Beyond the sunshine
there lies a dream,
hard to define
in its mystical seem.
Flowers were made
with the daylight,
so fine they can‘t fade
in their color flight.

With moon and stars
in the night deep,
with the stars that spark
and wishes would keep.
They were so wonderful
those sounds and shade,
in kindheartedness full
that rich tones made.

Beyond all explanation
that reality could find,
tone to tone formation
connected with the mind.
Like glisten stars glow
a morning arising new,
that is why you had to go
for others needed you.

(a poem I wrote when I heard that the musician and cellist David Darling had died) .