Witness to Majesty, A

Stars

Alone in the night

	On a dark hill

With pines around me

	Spicy and still,

And a heaven full of stars

	Over my head

White and topaz

	And misty red;

Myriads with beating

	Hearts of fire

That aeons

	Cannot vex or tire;

Up the dome of heaven

	Like a great hill,

I watch them marching

	Stately and still,

And I know that I

	Am honored to be

Witness

	Of so much majesty.


Sara Teasdale (1884-1933)

performance by The Mirinesse Women's Choir
Seattle, Washington
Rebecca Rottsolk and Beth Ann Bonnecroy, Artistic Directors
Rebecca Rottsolk conducting

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