Epiphany by Katherine Campbell


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The stars do weep,
A mournful tune.
Their tears pool deep,
Upon the moon.
The gentle patter,
Of crystal pearls,
As droplets scatter,
Their sadness unfurls.
Hush now pale face,
Your sweet symphony,
Now can embrace,
Epiphany.