As The Round Earth Rolls

This grand show
is eternal.
It is always
sunrise somewhere.
The dew
is never
all dried
at once.
A shower
is forever
falling.
Vapor is
ever rising.
Eternal sunrise,
eternal sunset,
eternal dawn
and gloaming,
on seas
and continents
and islands,
each in
its turn,
as the round earth rolls.

--John Muir