I know there shall never be
something more beautiful to me
Than all the stars that shine at night.
To me they are a wondrous sight.
I know their light before my eyes
has an attraction that mystifies.
They all have burned out long ago
and took their time moving slow
to reach their brilliance out to me
to entrance my being when I see
each shining star up in the sky
that sends its beauty from on high.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem