Stars in the Darkness

The evening heaven stretched on high
And I was dreary, quite;
I saw no stars, but saw the sky
As black as primal night.

My heart revived; again, aloft
I turned my gaze, and there
A thousand stars shone clear and soft,
And this message to me bare:

The night of life has blessings true,
Whose beauties are not seen,
While men note not the stars, but view
The darkness in between.