Classic Poem

The stars of heaven are paler than the lights
That gleam beside them sixteen stories high;
Outlined against the blackness of the sky
Tall buildings glimmer through the frosty nights.

The stars of heaven in stately silence move
Beyond the circle of the window-gleams.
But dazzled by the fitful lower beams,
I think not of the light that shines above.

But when I speed upon the outbound train,
The lights of earth mist-hidden fade away;
And quietly the stars resume their sway,
And shine in peace above the world again.