All the day long I saw not the sun
For I was working while he shone
We met on the Western road home
For a brief conversation before he was gone
He was leaving - apologising
"I must leave you - then rise anew
There must be night for tomorrow to come"
So said the sun and was gone
He called over his shoulder - passing between
Pillars of cloud - doorposts of night
They flared with copper and gold so bright
Briefly glory was seen
Then all was gloom where he had been
Tomorrow again he'll brighten the skies
Yet he will not enlighten my eyes
My darkened soul weeps - my spirit pines
For I must work while he shines
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