LARKLAND

The sweetest moment of the night
Is nearing to the day,
Never knowing, never telling
When light begins again.
Exquisite wonder drinks the warm still silence
Of the night around the moon serene
Before the stealing tinge of day.

Larks twitter for the light
Readying to rise sky high
Meet the dawn and sing
Above a still dark earth
Where, heavy with sleep
Hedges cattle stand
To pale into existance..
Whisps of fear fancy fogotten things evaporate,
The wind of dawning stirs the foliage of dreams:
High, high, faint far away
A lark trills.

Day is on its way
But when, exactly when
Did the dawning of Aquarius
Begin?