Full Of Spark Poem by George Samuel

And idle place
For strangers for a long time meet
Violent streams gently race
All icy and green field arrive calm feet
Cast all around the distant sea tone
Name them a million stars
When we couldn't see the world shone
Through the window we found we have been so blessed
Closed our dreams in our eyes we were pleased
That none dream but we
In dreamland and wonders about us
We had days and hot afternoon
And needed shelter when it was cold
All at night stars and street light
Give us picture to bed of a beautiful world
Woke up so worked by dreams and thought
So short so shock not all made of beauty
Last night conscience next night guilt
Shining dots spots of light
On the walls which darkness made
Help but fancy the ongoing night