MINE IS THE SUNLIGHT

all night
the dark
held up the sky

nailing time
to time
with tiny silver studs

until a star fell and
the dark
surrendered to the light

morning and its moments
birds composing the score
living notes

on the staff notation
that runs from pole to pole
slicing the sky

into its various sections
adding a tree
here and there

capturing
a family
of clouds

the terrific traffic
of an orchestra
tuning up

a train
cutting across a plain
far away cows looking like toys

a lark throwing itself
against a heaven
as if it could break through

into an eternity beyond
the infinity that
is us