Sphinx

It comes to line the road with scarlet flowers

Creatures begin to stir in a rush

Through summer days that last a thousand hours

'Til nighttime drops down in a hush

A choir brightly sing

Shine like an heirloom ring

Within the tomb that has the light interred

In time will she release her prisoner

No sound at all the cold is swallowing

The rise and fall of some black hooded thing

A solitary bird

Hides beneath its wing

'Til ivy paints the wall with green again

And all God's creatures start to crawl

From when the harvest moon is vanishing

A lonely crow begins to call

A solitary sun

Sleeps above it all