The music began in the wedding sharply,
A long progress of silk women filing past
With their pots on their heads, the music
Well before them, and trees looked on
In their dusty leaves and dense shadows
The shadows went everywhere they went
The trees remained there, only shadows.
The birds went their bit, an extra furlong
Than yesterday from trees shadows went
The trees stayed green, their shadows went
And they stayed where they were with birds.
The tree here did not stay wherever it was
Its shadow would go away never to come.