The Stars Are Burning Still and Bright
Awake In My Little Den I am Home
I don't have to look at them to know they are shining
Alive and bright in the night they go on and on
Many Moons I have wandered to land on this Island
This Little Oasis that I call my home
All Far and Near Things coming or going away
And things we cannot understand
Things missing that may never be discovered
Are Waiting silently in the night
Things People don't understand and things Unknown
and Things that are blinking out of life
Things that are passing out of being softly
Like the melting of gentle newfallen snow
The lives that came and gone are sleeping
In the folds of the earth as all of us must go
The stars are burning on and on
Never ending in their constellations
I look up at them and my mind is filled with wonder
All unuttered prayers and unearthly meanings
A star is what I want to be
When I have been knocked out of living
All Death delay and end avoided
We pray to survive the coming winter
All life and living things are shifting
in and out of the sacred design
The Old grow older and the young stay young
and cold and bright are changing form
all things lay secret, unknown and still
no knowing how long they've been laying
and undiscovered to remain they will
no sense in disturbing the living
In Jesus' Name,
Amen