Walking Through the Light

You lift your left
foot forward the day
stops and laughs
and starts to step lightly
while the sun stands still

You lift your right
foot forward the sun
strolls lightly
off from the day that's
at a standstill in the trees

Breasts high you stroll
the trees walk the sun
follows the day goes
to meet you the sky
invents sudden clouds

Octavio Paz