It clears. And the sun
Throws light on the dust
On the windows, the

Constancy of that
Mist. To see "if the
Weather is with us"

And it is
It is amazing
How much a
Window lets in

Or out. Part of a
Cross from a tower
On a puddle on

A connecting walk,
White water pipes that
Sidle up the sides of

White buildings to tie
Tin cornices to
Ground, other windows

Polished by indrections
Of reflections, Quiet. The sky.