Dawn Adventure

I STOOD in my window looking at the double cherry : A great height of white stillness. Underneath a sky the colour of milky grey jade. Suddenly a crow flew between me and the tree — Swooping, falling, in a shadow-black curve — And blotted himself out in the blurred branches of a leafless ash. There he stayed for some time, and I could only distinguish him by his slight moving. Then a wind caught the upper branches of the cherry, And the long, white stems nodded up and down, casually, to me in the window. Nodded — but overhead the grey jade clouds passed slowly, indifferently, toward the sea.