Know peace-not as the calm heart knows
Low, ivied walls; a garden close;
An though he tread the humble ways of men
He shall not speak the common tongue again.
Who has known heights shall bear forevermore
An incommunicable thing
That hurts his heart, as if a wing
Beat at the portal, challenging;
And yet-lured by the gleam his vision wore-
Who once has trodden stars seeks peace no more.
Mary Brent Whiteside
Found in
1 comment:
A line was left out of this poem as printed here. The line is "The old enchantment of a rose" and is the fourth line in the first stanza. -Jack Hafer
Post a Comment