taking account

we bend the rules and cry when they are bent
names come and go but the hard facts remain
this story is well known and still quite plain
the message we received was the one sent
time that was given was the time well-lent
to each and every traveller on the train
the pleasure was received so was the pain
what we all saved was more than what we spent
no signals came from the most distant post
we waited and we longed for the first bird
to mark the summer's start and give us cause
to listen hard for waves breaking on the far coast
for random sound to turn into uncreated word
and for flawed reason to produce true laws