shadows dancing on the wall in firelight

music heard far off, the shade behind the waterfall,

a leaf turning in light, falling, landing rots to dust

 

the echo of a voice across a valley far away, sun sinking,

frost that silvers the hilltops, the cocks crow at dawn,

a sense that all is born to die, overpowered, as it must

 

light reflected in a lake, rainbows over cornfields,

swallows gliding on the high still air, above the wood,

the dark smell of mud, these are things i trust

 

bring what life gives or go as it will

night into day, day into night,

underneath all this one dazzling beauty,

shining bright,

burning light,

conquering fruitless fear