THE EXTRA
Sheltered and safe we sit.
Our chairs are opposite;
We watch the warm fire burn
In the dark. A log I turn.
Across the covered floor
I hear the quiet hush
Of muffled steps: the brush
Of skirts;—then a closing door.
Close to you and me
The clock ticks quietly.
Our chairs are opposite;
We watch the warm fire burn
In the dark. A log I turn.
Across the covered floor
I hear the quiet hush
Of muffled steps: the brush
Of skirts;—then a closing door.
Close to you and me
The clock ticks quietly.
I know that we exist
Two entities in Time.
Our vital wills resist
Enclosing night; our thoughts
Command a Truth above
All fear, in knowing Love.
Two entities in Time.
Our vital wills resist
Enclosing night; our thoughts
Command a Truth above
All fear, in knowing Love.
But a voice in the street draws near;
A wordless blur of sound
Breaks like a flood around:
"Trust not your hopes, for all are vain,
Trust not your happiness and pain,
Trust not your storehouses of grain,
Trust not your strength on land or sea,
A wordless blur of sound
Breaks like a flood around:
"Trust not your hopes, for all are vain,
Trust not your happiness and pain,
Trust not your storehouses of grain,
Trust not your strength on land or sea,
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