DESTINY

By Evelyn Scott

I am lost in the vast cave of night.

No sound but the far-off tinkle of stars,

And the cry of a bird

Muffled in shadows.

The light flows in remotely

Through the hollow moon,

Dim strange brilliance

From waters beyond the sky.

Groping,

I listen to the harsh tinkle of the far-off stars,

Feel the clammy shadows about my shoulders.