Quiet Joy. Poem by Robert Crawford
Quiet Joy.
Rating: ★2.7
No Lethean ease, but such a mood as craves
For naught in earth and heaven, just to breathe
The simple air of our reality
Like creatures of the season, — earthy, and
Made for the earth, at one with all things here;
So in the generation of ourselves
To have the certainty of peace, and find
The natural favour of our functioning
Sufficient till the end ensue.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
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