shape of
lairs of
fierce
light
which
showed
themselves
in the
neighbourhood
of a
hidden
sun,
lingering
on to the
farthest
north-west
corner of
the
heavens
that this
midsummer
season
allowed.
She had
walked
nearly two
miles of
her
journey,
watching
how the
day was
retreating,
and
thinking
how the
time of
deeds was
quietly
melting
into the
time of
thought,
to give
place in
its turn
to the
time of
prayer and
sleep,
