It took dog days and years To catch a moment when it's here And that hay bales just might Be mostly made of light And that leaves can fall like shining golden coins I can feel it in the hollow spaces In the quiet places Where the light comes down I can see it in strangers' faces In the lines and traces On the winter ground Where the light comes down It took a while before I saw That the world is mostly made of ache and awe And that some nights hum with sound And sometimes silence is a noun And that dust and snow can swirl like falling scarves I can feel it in the hollow spaces In the quiet places Where the light comes down I can see it in strangers faces In the lines and traces On the winter ground Where the light comes down Ashes fall and waters rise Seasons change before our eyes It took time to finally know That a luna moth will quickly come and go And that distraction is a thief Of all that is shining and brief Gone with a brilliant startle of wings I can feel it in the hollow spaces In the quiet places Where the light comes down I can see it in strangers' faces In the lines and traces On the winter ground Where the light comes down