Eye of Afternoon
While the day is bright
I am content unto myself
And only with oncoming night
Do I begin to speak or solitary, write,
Reluctant to allow
My thoughts to die asleep.
The sun is flying overhead, but see...
A shadow reaches for the mind
And I would leave awake one eye
To know the paths I've been,
To see me where I lie.
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