First day I saw this Universe take flight,
My place within it firmly on the Earth,
And since that moment–from my second birth–
Did I begin to live amidst the light.

The second day I learned of what I might–
What stark perfection I would–never touch,
Nor even look upon but once. But such,
For lack of which, has swept me hence to night.

The Third, in all its perfect form, arrived
On Earth and granted all that I desire,
Left nothing by its dawning to aspire
Nor any by its dawning thus to strive.
So, having every life’s desire to choose
Leaves naught to gain and everything to lose.

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