I Saw The Sun In The Midst Of Night - Poem by Ayisha Blevins
I saw the sun in the midst of night
Gentle, and evening clear
Reverse the waters where they flow
Take up our quarrel with the foe.
The wind was a torrent among the gusty trees
Grasping blindly above it for light
I saw a cloud with ivy circled round
Thoughts of more deep seclusion; and connect.
A gift, a lovely gift, utterly unasked for
O wind, rend open the heart
With a palm caked hard by dirt
I'll shade him from the heat.
The waves fold thunder on the sand
The sun beats lightning on the waves
Passion or conquests wander will they will
We shall not sleep though poppies grow.
The wandering airs they faint
Where he stood perplexed and still
One vision seriously intends to stay
I sometimes glimpse bits of stream.
And he rode with a jeweled twinkle
In this kingdom by the sea
Such grief might make a mountain stoop
A while, a minute, a century.
To me remain the burning woods of dust
I too am not a bit tamed
Roaming in circles
And I cannot not go.
Repeating his name with patient syllables
I want to sleep the dream of that child and never, never see
That I am in the immense shadow of my tears.
Cover me at dawn with a veil
Where the shadows fall the deepest
But all must know I have not died
And now we roam the sovereign woods
Till the air is cured of its fever.
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