Dissident Soldiers In A Strange Night Comments

Your night watchman's soliloquy is particularly moving. You seem to have a particular fascination for the night, Nimal and describe it's magic with great skill. Juliet, I remember, called it 'loving, black-browed night' and said of Romeo: '...and when he shall die, take him and cut him out in little stars, and he will make the face of Heaven so fine, that all the world will be in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun'. You personalize the moon and stars - as though they were work mates having a break between shifts. Beautiful poem. love Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

A message written in the stars indeed, . Music for the night, Lovely and lonesome. Warm regards, Sandra