A STAR-DREAM

There was a night when you and I

Looked up from where we lay,

When we were children, and the sky

Was not so far away.

We looked toward the deep dark blue

Beyond our window bars,

And into all our dreaming drew

The spirit of the stars.

We did not see the world asleep —

We were already there!

We did not find the way so steep

To climb that starry stair.

And faint at first and fitfully,

Then sweet and shrill and near,

We heard the eternal harmony

That only angels hear;

And many a hue of many a gem

We found for you to wear,

And many a shining diadem

To bind about your hair;

We saw beneath us faint and far

The little cloudlets strewn,

And I became a wandering star,

And you became my moon.