there are stars in the sky
behind the noon day sun
veiled invisible to unclothed eye
with silver shy moon overhead
hidden in the shrouded folds of blue
lost to every searching sense
while crowding on the earth
7 billion lamps fight for notice

with all this bright
from break of day
till fallen night
what is the rhyme
what is the reason
that coal black cloak
must cover us over
before one seems to see
the smallest hint of light