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.