For No Clear Reason

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I dreamt last night
the fright was over, that
the dust came, and then water, 
and women and men, together 
again, and all was quiet
in the dim moon’s light.

A paean of such patience—
laughing, laughing at me, 
and the days extend over
the earth’s great cover,
grass, trees, and flower-
ing season, for no clear reason.

© Robert Creeley