Moving - poem

     MOVING


Times climate false and reasoned
calls me out of the dawn
into the full of light; moving

with great deliberation
full of ideas
as they are full of me -

time is the length of me
but I am larger
undefiled; moving

beyond the impotence
escaping
the disciplined innocence

of values which weigh 
no heavier
than my tears of joy.


                           

                         Malcolm Evison
                         14 January 1969 
                (re-moulded 12 May 2008)