Muddy Deliverance

As for thy shadows, My heart fell among them, Light to capture in their fullest embrace of remembrance. Stars, flocks. The exemption of green waves intermingling with the caves where mud sun blocked hides thee found in joyful exuberance. Eyes search and grasp. Hear me faithful bird; Thy wings churn for mournful hours To limit the infinite shoreframe, Steadily calm sky’s implored carriage To reach horizon And bleak in darkness. O, thy journey is tedious! But die—not footless foul, Hide motion unstrided from beak’s courtless slay And count mountains of tidal wedge Split for clock’s appeal. Lies their aggravated red And winter’s bleached scorn Fancied by the melodramatic destruction Of the mending elements. Confine distressed hearts! Streams condense and waves collapse For thy weary wonderment; Deliverance approaches in austere upholding.