I find no peace and bear no arms for war,
I fear, I hope; I burn yet shake with chill;
I fly the Heavens, huddle to earth's floor,
Embrace the world yet all I grasp is nil.
Love will not close nor shut my prison's door
Nor claim me his nor leave me to my will;
He slays me not yet holds me evermore;
would have be lifeless yet bound to my will.
Eyeless I see and tongueless I protest,
I feed on grief, I laugh with sob-racked breast,
Love, thus I am because of you.
No comments:
Post a Comment