Fearless and warm, we stayed until
A new time swept around the hill.

The sky, so turbulent, so squalid,
Might just as well be frozen solid.

One hour, to fill all hours with pain:
Whirlpools of sleet, breakers of rain.

My head is bent in unbelief:
Nothing will come to my relief

To brood a numb and stuttering heart,
As if God set my life apart.

The tucked-up leg, the wing unfurled
Are broken on the wheel of the world.