Even Though The Sun Wasn'T Out Poem by Fiona Schwartzinoff

I saw two wild hearts in the heather.
Running, they flew through the grass;
Dancing, they climbed the shores and cliffs
To a sea as calm as glass.
They splashed in the miniature oceans
Made by heaven’s spout.
They bathed in sunlight at night time
Even though the sun wasn’t out.

Even though the sun wasn’t out
And the air was wet with dew
They could see nothing but light and beauty
In the fantasy land they called true.
They could see nothing but paradise
In the windy and dreary day.
They could see nothing but sunlight
Even though the sun had gone away.

Their world was tenuously quiet
A web vibrating in the breath of the wind.
Their small feet plunged down the hill
To a land where angels had been;
Where the air was clear of all things dark,
All things to come, truth and doubt.
And where the sunlight shone everywhere in their eyes –
Even though the sun wasn't out.