The afternoon took its time

as the yews and the planes drew back

to guard the velvet borders

and guide a rivulet of dimming light

to tame the creeping life that dwelt therein

before the advent of spreading night.

Through that door as oft before

my silent presence went alone

and by the lantern's prickling gaze

adjusted to the whispering hall

and now the sylvan win...

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