STRAY BIRDS
266
I have sung the songs of thy day.
In the evening let me carry thy lamp through the stormy path.
267
I do not ask thee into the house.
Come into my infinite loneliness, my Lover.
268
Death belongs to life as birth does.
The walk is in the raising of the foot as in the laying of it down.
269
I have learnt the simple meaning of thy whispers in flowers and sunshine—teach me to know thy words in pain and death.
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