I knew the moment was thick
I knew the air was ripe
And Summer was coming with flowers and all

I’ve not seen such storms since
Electric and flashing nonstop at night
And the garden gave proof at daylight

I knew there were miles to run 
I knew there’d be whirring wheels down unknown roads
And I let white petal-thoughts lead

I’d not thought that Fall I’d fall
Rising then falling again and again
And I’ve touched no sweet blooms at all