Chariots, by Witter Bynner

Chariots

I never saw the morning till today;
I never knew how soon night went away--
Day merely came a regular event;
Night merely went..   Now day and night are chariots for me,
Since I have learned their mystery from you:
Day holding one and moving solemnly--
Night holding two.

poems.one - Witter Bynner