grandma poem

in an old chamber softly lit
he's gone
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
i saw god. do you doubt it?
wrap the earth in cloudy weather
as a naked man i go
there is no flock, however watched and tended
she heard the children playing in the sun
star-dust and vaporous light
there is no escape by the river
for these white arms about my neck
there was a time in former years