After Guardian’s Poem of the week: Under the Light, yet under by Emily Dickinson

 

 

 After  Guardian’s  Poem of the week: Under the Light, yet under by Emily Dickinson

 

Under  the light, under  rumination

and  calm through journey amidst stress,

under  green and tall growth of wood

where birds sing and serenade, all under

 

the surveillance of Supreme  and One only,

clover and beans and banana for feast,

 day passes  and night shifts into focus

of another day of prosperity, and puzzle

 

of where is end  and where does all chaos go;

measuring distance is not always the matter

how fast and  how agile  and smart the wonder

in the workshop of brain all the while to go;

 

Between introspection and stumble

 Riddle  and clear qualm  dominating

Dead  and life  always go beyond

Our calculations and   master minds.