ACCOUNT OF MY DAYS
Sequence: 4
SUMMER NIGHT
day goes down
the live road
the birds' last notes
bells in the thunder
a day ends a man's
companions are his voices
the day round in its
end beginning
under the branch I bend
like the wind
going low
cool lights in the trees
with wings thunder bells
birds' last notes
I lent voice to the voices
far off they go far off
in the thunder
a day ends a man goes
down the live road
a house at the end
warm rafters sheets
thrown off the rain
outside on the branch
shelter if wind blows
the lights round the trees
fly off dark descends
like rain the day has wings
spread for far off
in the house I bend
lower I bend