Subtle, soft, and slowly spoken
Fragmentary, burned, and broken
Overtures but covert tokens
Aimless words adrift at sea
...
Is it not impossible to
Stalk this town in
Blind-man shades?
Surely, one would tend to think -
...
All around we gather,
Still the one suspected least -
The banquet table, Cromwell seats,
For kings and royalty.
...
I.
Funny now, the painted scenes of love abound
That stricken tick, persistent, pleasing measure
Done its final dance around, and now its final sound
...
I can hear an army calling,
Foot-charge o’er bugler’s wails,
Battle horses thundering -
Infinite chariot driving mud.
...
The looking down upon,
Through wisps of cloud and contrail,
Column dust and blizzard snow,
Factory plume and bomb smoke -
...
When is darkness companion -
Oh sparkling twilight's
Last presence of the sun,
Yielding to the progress of time;
...
Again the sun kissed down
Upon the newborn buds -
Forest branches start their cycles
Of awakening, every twig is greening
...
In the place of emptiness
Softly, softness, gentlest
Bright white rays stream from the sun
Warmly, warmest, innocence
...