`
Away,
fly and float in the drifts.
Go,
brandish the hilt and strike
against a cloudless sky.
Back
in the shadows, whisper.
Come
forward to hear better.
Leave
your shoes on; come
Alone -
is where yesterday hid
Today.
`
Frederick Kesner
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/evening-prayer-2/
