Shade Poem by Perdita Young (Hanna Wang)

A blazing fire, the Sun is,
He allows no nearness.
The clouds, mere shadows of his,
A-floating, fluffy, aimless…
Neither fits to afternoon gaze.

It's wise to stay in the cool;
It's nice to let down the shade:
A soul has to look in th' pool,
Get washed before she's weighed,
When old distress' done, for new ways.

Beyond the branches I glance,
Into the bright that extends,
Where sentiments a-flicker dance,
And touch stays, with no ends;
Not less than true, since th' birth of Day.

Sept.3rd,2013.