A Day In The Life  /6.

 

When the eastern star rises

  into the eastern sky

  and those colors which ring the world

  at daybreak travel on by,

  from there to here before going on,

 

After the cock crows, after the wind

    turns again the willows and the

    one or two unknown creatures murmur

the events of night

 

Followed by the first cautious

  streaks of light. The long shadows

  in the tall grass break their

  favorite smell by this verdure

and turning once through the heavens

  gaze square-eyed into the blue.

 

There is now a single spot before

    which all else heats past noon,

    a darkened stone with no shadow

And only for as long as the

  afternoon grows that the body

  of a million evenings will fall from

  the sky and not return.

 

It departs more quietly than it

  came, on paths of stone

  and grass, in a basket

  of clay and sand.

 

But now the world itself fades and

    these streaks are known by night.

 

And night?

Night has its own mysteries.

 

 6.