Light Has Fallen

In the length of daylight's strip

Territories long and grey

Downward through the valley

Lie the shards of lighted gloom



Light has fallen



But it cannot grip the pastures

And its shores grow blue



The sun is leaving me here

The foam of dark waves on the soil

Run toward the pink sky



For there are deep pools here

Where founts of cold reside



Light has fallen



Waist-deep in the pasture

And against my burning legs

Brushes the first smooth black fish