Theodore Roethke - In Evening Air lyrics

1 A dark theme keeps me here, Though summer blazes in the vireo's eye. Who would be half possessed By his own nakedness? Waking's my care -- I'll make a broken music, or I'll die. 2 Ye littles, lie more close! Make me, O Lord, a last, a simple thing Time cannot overwhelm. Once I transcended time : A bud broke to a rose, And I rose from a last diminishing. 3 I look down the far light And I behold the dark side of a tree Far down a billowing plain, And when I look again, It's lost upon the night -- Night I embrace, a dear proximity. 4 I stand by a low fire Counting the wisps of flame, and I watch how Light shifts upon the wall. I bid stillness be still. I see, in evening air, How slowly dark comes down on what we do.