Searching for a Trail

Surprised By Evening by Robert BlyThere is unknown dust that is near usWaves breaking on shores just over the hillTrees full of birds that we have never seenNets drawn with dark fish.The evening arrives; we look up and it is thereIt has come through the nets of the starsThrough the tissues of the grassWalking quietly over the asylums of the waters.The day shall never end we think:We have hair that seemed born for the daylight;But at last the quiet waters of the night will riseAnd our skin shall see far off as it does under water.Rachel Lauren Myer's LinksMentions:MemezineElise TranRobert HassBrenda HillmanAda LimonMatthew ZapruderWild Roof JournalThe Archetypal ArtistM.C. SchmidtHere Poetry JournalJason LabbeLamp LitChuck TingleGabriel Garcia MarquezR.M. Haines - Out of Its Wooden BrainErin BelieuLucas RestivoBattlestar GalacticaGood people doing good things ---> Random Acts' Lantern Fund, How to Help MN Master List , How to Perform an Act of Kindness LocallyFood Not Bombs,INARA, MAP, Islamic Relief for Palestine, The Ghassan Abu Sittah Children's FundLegacy of War FoundationUNHCR,*I own and profit off nothing