You thought you could call and it would come,
After you soothed the yapping dog,
Muffled the sound of the crickets' choir,
Banished the train of animals tamed
For the circus--skirted elephants,
A caged lion snarling resentment--
But the burr of thought that caught
Your breath dropped into an oubliette.
That dazzling illumination at its height
Disappeared at the speed of light.