Evensong

let yourself | fall | unseen || remain behind | your part | the works | wordlessly paid || escaped | the dark | and your hearing | in the heart | of the silence || do not gaze for too long | at your creation | that was allowed to be | only because it had to pass away || lonely hand | toil and exhaustion | because you gave yourself | to the past | that it was not in vain || thus you spoke | so it bear its name | undaunted | in deep and resting fear