Dispensing light and dark
Drunkenly, they sway and lurch
Like lunatics, across the park
Like the gates of a great church
Burgeoning with dark and light
They swing open to let us in
One moment it's day, then night
They announce salvation and sin
They weep, silently, on the grass
In an emotional drama
Is it tragedy or farce?
Above us – a panorama
The clouds switch and flash in the sky
Like Wagner or an English air
But in what kind of mood am I?
Complete joy or utter despair?
1 comment:
...and it's such a sunny day but I suppose we can only know complete joy once we have experienced utter despair.
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