I'll seek my own meekness.  
  What grace I have is enough.  
  The lost have their own pace.  
  The stalks ask something else.  
  What the grave says,  
  The nest denies.
"Unfold! Unfold!," ll. 59-64 - Praise to the End! (1951)
I'll seek my own meekness.  
  What grace I have is enough.  
  The lost have their own pace.  
  The stalks ask something else.  
  What the grave says,  
  The nest denies.
"Unfold! Unfold!," ll. 59-64 - Praise to the End! (1951)