Of Being - Denise Levertov

I know this happiness
Is provisional:

The looming presences-
Great suffering, great fear-

Withdraw only
Into peripheral vision:

But ineluctable this shimmering
Of wind in the blue leave:

This flood of stillness
Widening the lake of sky:

This need to dance,
This need to kneel:

This mystery.

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