Life in the Round

In the hammock,
on the porch,
which is on the east side of the house,
it has grown too dark to read.

I must turn on the camping lantern,
left there for precisely this purpose.

But out the south window
(straight ahead
if you've turned your back to the street)
is a terrifically tall tree whose top can still see the sun,
which convinces me that tomorrow will also have a dawn.