by Frances Shaw
I shall see a star tonight
From a distant mountain height;
From a city you will see
The same star that shines on me.
'Tis not of the firmament
On a solar journey bent;
Fixed it is through time and weather;-
'Tis a thought we hold together.
Who hasn't looked at the sky and thought about this. Image borrowed from The Gaurdian. http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/browse/21/6#
