The starlight available
Upon the backs and plans of fieldly yawns
to invest upon it all.
Hold dear close the chirp of the land,
The dizzying sweat that aids the sound
The air that relents on dampened hand.
Fit your fittest notions for peace, but
Relax, let your good defenses relent.
What goes on out there belongs to the mangy sun
And you, clean cut and summer soft are fitted
For a quieter vocation, a safer action.