07-30-2012, 07:02 PM
At dawn of understanding
Writing at dawn of understanding.
Though early in mourning
misty and brief,
Yet desire in drawing out adorning relief.
Of spoken thoughts eagering a new stand
At raising wavy lengths hand in hand.
So the words of the night must star so vast,
The quarter moon inflaming to rounding grief
That even understanding in time will disappear.
Writing at dawn of understanding.
Though early in mourning
misty and brief,
Yet desire in drawing out adorning relief.
Of spoken thoughts eagering a new stand
At raising wavy lengths hand in hand.
So the words of the night must star so vast,
The quarter moon inflaming to rounding grief
That even understanding in time will disappear.