Light shouts

That is when ears become dumb
And turn on soul’s inner working.
We wait for a brief evening shout
When we hear it again on treetops.

Faces are brifly lit only to darken
As a night encroaches on minds.
Old Rilke’s light goes on to shout
Beyond treetops,after darkness.

(remembering Rilke’s “the light shouts...)

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