The star dissolved in evening—the one star <br />The silently <br />and night O soon now, soon <br />And still the light now <br />and still now the large <br />Relinquishing <br />and through the pools of blue <br />Still, still the swallows <br />and a wind now <br />and the tree <br />Gathering darkness: <br />I was small. I lay <br />Beside my mother on the grass, and sleep <br />Came— <br /> <br /> <br />slow hooves and dripping with the dark <br />The velvet muzzles, the white feet that move <br />In a dream water <br />and O soon now soon <br />Sleep and the night. <br /> <br /> <br />And I was not afraid. <br />Her hand lay over mine. Her fingers knew <br />Darkness,—and sleep—the silent lands, the far <br />Far off of morning where I should awake.<br /><br />Archibald MacLeish<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ancestral-2/
