Now

Now - day and night,
The summer is away;
With its umbrage's flight,
In a lightless play.
They are so much alive,
While the dark is here;
For winter will derive,
This time of dim year.

Everything reposes,
With or without going;
Wandering ways discloses,
Precipice cold's growing.
Open air and distance,
Vanishing old points;
Colorful is absence,
With abyss of conjoints.

Now is night too dark,
Coming in pale faces;
Doom is summer's lark,
All the greensome graces;
Lamp lits the hour on,
Shadows come and go;
From a dimension rubicon,
Through the frosty glow.