The morning came both bright and hot

And into that equal dawn we trot

With neither darkness nor bright thought

A spirit wind sings our way

The long plains and the azure sky

Reveal no shade here, near or by

Without reprieve the sun stands high

Upon his burning throne

But lo and behold! A forest stands

Beyond blue river and willow strand

Tall, deep, cool, and near at hand

Night falls softly now

The starlight shines from cloudy chrome

With shadows deep and thick as loam

Beneath trees' arms that creak and moan

Under a dead-eyed moon

The spirit wind has ceased its song

Night stretches 'fore us, dark and long

Humankind here does not belong

Under the wild-eyed moon