Saturday, November 15, 2014

What Time Is It Where You Are? (William Stanhope)


What time is it where you are?

Here leaves fall in golden showers
Leaving branches one by one
A miracle of delicate grace
Falling into sleep

Here the giver of life passes
Through my window and sits
Warmly on my shoulders
Exploding in a kaleidoscope of color

Here the fire gently chases away
The chill bathing me in liquid waves
Of ancient oak forest
And sighing meadow grasses

What time is it where you are?

Do you here the celestial call
In your little corner of the world?
Can you feel the pull of stars
In the center of your chest?