We Are All Stars Poem by Peter S. Quinn

We are all stars in the moonlight
Dreams that are going and coming
Day of the days new and bright
Voices in winter evening humming

Life is a call and its many dreams
The flowers in bouquets on glowing
Magnet fields of passion schemes
Each on its go round and on going

Yesterdays were all ours to take
Something so beautiful to share
Where mornings of joy did on wake
Always to enclose and be aware

This was the time for all freeing
When roads were opening direct
Trust was the prospect of seeing
Nothing of its time was to neglect

We're all pebbles by the open sea
Seafaring on all its billows so high
Giving and again taking for free
Every its beckon that is going by

Life has its occasion in the making
Seeds of its earth and growing
Flow of its instant occasion waking
Just like wind in circle’s blowing