There is no dusk to be, There is no dawn that was, Only there's now, and now, And the wind in the grass.
Archibald MacLeish (1985). “Collected Poems, 1917-1982”, p.41, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
There is no dusk to be, There is no dawn that was, Only there's now, and now, And the wind in the grass.