bellerjeau - Journal

define me

define you

both I fear are untrue

for I am always changing

just like you

an undefinable being

without evil
we wouldn’t know what good was

so without either we could never be able to define the other

there must be a hell
if there is to be a heaven
that is good

so thank the sinner
who was able to give you a saint

how can I translate my emotions in your words

when I can barely speak the language ..this

has me speechless

Sarah Williams (1837 – 1868) was an American poet, the author of “The Old Astronomer to His Pupil”.

“Though my soul may set in darkness,
it will rise in perfect light.
I have loved the stars too fondly
to be fearful of the night. "

-Sarah Williams