Rattling Thoughts

It is night's first light — evening The world thinks through my mind The echoes of a bittersweet day whisper My ears twitch, my heart pricks A pressed edge leans forward Shouldering the offices of the earth A desire to just surmount the hurdles Like an infant falls yet learns to walk The one weary of deferred hope The other elated 'bout a filled cup The one broken to a love unrequited, at least lost The other happy, healed at finding love Life's but a parody of exhilarations A gnome ignited by fiery undergoings The man, an eloquent stammerer Profiting and lossing to antiquity Love, life, life and love — there's no life or love without wins Pa, ma, lad and lass — you have no family without wins Works, rest, rest from works — there's no rest without wins Wisdom, wits and will will wither — to live is to first die