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IN MY HEART-DAWN AND SOUL-SUN

I loved my life's morning walks.
Hope-beauty led my eyes and guided my
steps.
I love my life's midday runs.
Reality's naked life
Has sent uncertainty into destruction-exile.
I shall love my life's evening stumblings.
Life divine shall embrace the abyss of science.
Evening does not mark the end.
Evening is the precursor of a purer
Dawn and a brighter sun.
In my Heart-Dawn, my preparation shall begin.
In my Soul-Sun, my perfection shall bloom.[17]

 
The phases of the sun furnish the framework for this poem. The poet condenses the course of his life into the vivid and striking outlines of a single day His "morning" began with hope's measured steps and accelerated into certainty's speed at "midday." The "evening" ahead shall conclude with stumblings but not, the poet declares, with the despair of death. Although the body may falter, inside the heart a new hope is forming and a new perfection is waiting. This last section confirms the poet's independence from the natural implications of darkness as an archetype for dissolution and death. [18] The poet's departure from these customary meanings is seen in its spiritual context in other poems on this topic:

MY MORNING-SOUL

My morning-soul
Is beautiful and soulful.

My midday-soul
Is hungry and fiery

My evening-soul
Is successful and cheerful.

My night-soul
Is terrestrial and celestial. [19]