Moose in the Morning by May Sarton

Oh wild and gentle beast, Immense antlered shape, This morning in the meadow! Like something ancient, lost And found now, promise kept, Emerging from the shadow, Emerging while I slept— Wilderness and escape! You set me free to shirk The day's demanding work And cast my guilt away. You make a truant of me This moose-enchanted day When all I can is see, When all I am is this Astonishment and bliss. "Moose in the Morning" by May Sarton, from Collected Poems. © Norton, 1993. Reprinted with permission. (buy now)