The Right to Dream

This evening I shall sit down at the edge of dusk
And swinging my feet above the waves
I shall watch night fall; night will think herself alone
And my heart will say to me: do with me something
That I my feel whether I am still your heart.

Jules Supervielle, Gravitation (in Gaston Bachelard's The Right to Dream)
Image: Lake Hawea at Nightfall, JB