From a Country HIll

by Emma Glaser

If you have watched with inarticulate delight,
From the free vantage of a country hill,
The change from sunset into twilight, dusk, and night,
Then you have felt how deep peace is, how still.

You see the benediction of the afterglow
Accent each detail of the widespread scene,
Before the twilight sky, rimmed with pink, rose and mauve,
Securely cups your world, safe and serene.

Then dark, pricked there - and there - and there by neighbor's light;
Bright stars, and silence stabbed by cricket song.
You feel cares slip away. Here on this hill tonight
The tang is clean, the pulse is strong.