There will be rest, and sure stars shining
Over the roof-tops crowned with snow
A reign of rest, serene forgetting,
The music of stillness, holy and low.
I will make this world of my devising
Out of a dream in my lonely mind,
I shall find the crystal of peace; and above me
Stars I shall find.
Written by Sara Teasdale
so dreamy and beautiful. I absolutely love this.
This looks like Prague. Was that your inspiration?