Sonnet 139, Refresh Every Moment Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Refresh every moment before the night,
So mind will see what your tongue can't tell;
So each your thought may be like starlight,
A lessen burning twinkle star which fell.
Into the night, so there may be rebirth,
A dawn break of day, the coming sunshine;
And every thought therein of golden worth,
Every sentence, feeling and love, combine.
So freshly, as flowers that colours show,
When spring first comes into earth so green;
With summer seedlings that youthfully grow,
The early forenoon spring freshest and clean.
Yes, every meaning you can't thing or say,
Just touch with feelings like night touches day.