Stars shining brightly in
Orion’s belt,
but clouds are covering the sky for me—
breath of innocence no longer felt.
but clouds are covering the sky for me—
breath of innocence no longer felt.
Watching from this Mississippi
height,
I know lights shine up there that I can't see,
sister-stars whose very names mean belt—
I know lights shine up there that I can't see,
sister-stars whose very names mean belt—
Alnitak, Minetka—who spells
them right?—
but both spell belt, the instruments agree,
And Alnilam—pearly innocence—faintly felt;
but both spell belt, the instruments agree,
And Alnilam—pearly innocence—faintly felt;
or not innocent at all—cards
dealt,
so holy, fair, and wise are we,
we cling, suspended from the sky’s wide belt,
so holy, fair, and wise are we,
we cling, suspended from the sky’s wide belt,
and stellar winds convey to fated
bight
our life-boat foundering in the dire sea—
odor of innocence no longer smelt.
Dark mother whispering, Good night! Good night!our life-boat foundering in the dire sea—
odor of innocence no longer smelt.
in my new-found eternity, joining me.
Stars burning ashen in Orion’s belt.
Innocence no later lost than felt!
Stars burning ashen in Orion’s belt.
Innocence no later lost than felt!
