W.S. Merwin




A Momentary Creed

I believe in the ordinary day 
that is here at this moment and is me

I do not see it going its own way  
but I never saw how it came to me

It extends beyond whatever I may  
think I know and all that is real to me

it is the present that it bears away 
where has it gone when it has gone from me

there is no place I know outside today  
except for the unknown all around me

the only presence that appears to stay  
everything that I call mine it lent me

even the way that I believe the day  
for as long as it is here and is me