"Looking at the Sky," by Anne Porter

 

I never will have time

I never will have time enough

To say

How beautiful it is

The way the moon

Floats in the air

As easily

And lightly as a bird

Although she is a world

Made all of stone.

I never will have time enough

To praise

The way the stars

Hang glittering in the dark

Of steepest heaven

Their dewy sparks

Their brimming drops of light

So fresh so clear

That when you look at them

It quenches thirst.

"Looking at the Sky" by Anne Porter, from Living Things: Collected Poems.

© Zoland Books, 2006.