Author Harry Kemp To think that we dwell on a star And poise in the infinite sky While all about us, a-far, Systems and sun-drifts ply! To think that we balance in space Like an irised bubble in air Where comets flash and race With thunder in their hair! Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments