Nightness.
When more mauve than dark
pervades the horizon
cattle seek harbours
as night creeps from hiding
When lengthens the gloaming
beasts shuffle lazily
to stand under hedgerows
more still than paintings.
Stone-like their statues
in sunlight\'s last rays
make no ghostly moves,
more grey than shadows,
a bovine\'s long wait.
In ebony\'s blackness
beasts take heat or cold
rain-stained and stiff-backed,
defiantly shiftless, know
more dark than light
means conquering nightness
with patience unrolled.
I think with light\'s fading.
of resolute cow-minds
braving time\'s changes,
facing sun\'s dying
without much complaint
and pray to do likewise
with more their behaviour.
Being conscious of need
to show same resignation
when coping with fate
I looked this evening
to learn more from nature.