A Summer's Dusk

What summer's day has passed?
Yet well too soon,
That I may look upon the night, and through the stars,
But love, to see such radiance before the moon,
Would surely tear thee from my heart.

It's not that whence is now than tranquilize,
But night tonight, see must I now, I do -
But this forever must I see through thine own eyes,
And then forever day will surely die.

And summer will again come flushing in -
Like leaves in calling of the first fall bell,
Where soon shall death forever perish far away?
And I see love through heaven and through hell.

© Copyright Brianna Rose Burton 2006