A Witness

I did not see. How could I know?
Down in the little wood
He — and he — together stood,
One above, one below.
The face of heaven was overcast.
The Moon among the driven clouds sailed fast.

I did not see. I turned my eyes away;
And the Moon did not look.
If she — the sentinel — her post forsook,
What was I then that I should stay?
The face of heaven was overcast.
The Moon among the driven clouds sailed fast.