In Times Crevassed (From Minutes Of Falling Days) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Out tonight to the sky red
A fly of clouds brought
Where sunshine evening had bled
The day's thought flight
Oh come my heart and bring joy
From yesterdays now gone
Let never hatred destroy
The shining of pleasures shone

Be here with me through dark
And on going milky ways
Where twinkling stars will spark
Their dust on glowing rays
The morning shall come here after
With stillness of the clear
Through the open rooftop's rafter
With cleanness everywhere

Through the very distant past
Dreams have gone to live
Showing ways in times crevassed
For songs of tomorrow to give