There Is A Shadow That Awaits Restless

There is a Shadow that awaits restless Under the penumbra of the sunset Then under the growing beauties Of the red dusk: the glaciers Broke into fragments and the night Covered them with his cloths. You see, you see, said I The night is moving slow to-night That is you must profit: Yes, you must profit: You must profit where there is every thing At least, try, That’s Economics: And the more so in beauty See, See the pre-historic temple, the Stones, giant and standing, And above the clouds that fly: Those were reared by Humans By Human hands were reared they: And I said: Let us have life.