And suddenly there is a Peep of light, a startling ray, And by me the cat Snoozes quietly and I wonder - Is this it? escape into sanity And the good moment? who Can tell. I am a quiet Yeller myself, untelling all That could be told. But the light, now, The light makes me bold And as I rise to check The beam emerging I smile at my own Life lit to behold, to be seen. Let us let, therefore, The good moment begin.next poem