<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=381490" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Days</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Issuing from the Word <br>The seven days came, <br>Each in its own place, <br>Its own name. <br>And the first long days <br>A hard and rocky spring, <br>Inhuman burgeoning, <br>And nothing there for claw or hand, <br>Vast loneliness ere loneliness began, <br>Where the blank seasons in their journeying <br>Saw water at play with water and sand with sand. <br>The waters stirred <br>And from the doors were cast <br>Wild lights and shadows on the formless face <br>Of the flood of chaos, vast <br>Lengthening and dwindling image of earth and heaven. <br>The forest's green shadow <br>Softly over the water driven, <br>As if the earth's green wonder, endless meadow <br>Floated and sank within its own green light. <br>In water and night <br>Sudden appeared the lion's violent head, <br>Raging and burning in its watery cave. <br>The stallion's tread <br>Soundless fell on the flood, and the animals poured <br>Onward, flowing across the flowing wave. <br>Then on the waters fell <br>The shadow of man, and earth and the heavens scrawled <br>With names, as if each pebble and leaf would tell <br>The tale untellable. And the Lord called <br>The seventh day forth and the glory of the Lord. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now we see in the sun <br>The mountains standing clear in the third day <br>(Where they shall always stay) <br>And thence a river run, <br>Threading, clear cord of water, all to all: <br>The wooded hill and the cattle in the meadow, <br>The tall wave breaking on the high sea-wall, <br>The people at evening walking, <br>The crescent shadow <br>Of the light built bridge, the hunter stalking <br>The flying quarry, each in a different morning, <br>The fish in the billow's heart, the man with the net, <br>The hungry swords crossed in the cross of warning, <br>The lion set <br>High on the banner, leaping into the sky, <br>The seasons playing <br>Their game of sun and moon and east and west, <br>The animal watching man and bird go by, <br>The women praying <br>For the passing of this fragmentary day <br>Into the day where all are gathered together, <br>Things and their names, in the storm's and the lightning's nest, <br>The seventh great day and the clear eternal weather.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edwin+Muir">Edwin Muir</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=381490" data-title="The Days de Edwin Muir" data-description="Issuing from the Word The seven days came, Each in its own place, Its own name. And the first long days A hard and rocky spring, Inhuman burgeoning, And nothing there for claw or hand, Vast loneliness ere loneliness began, Where the blank..."></div> </div> </div>

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