Soul, Wait Out This Viewpoint
Soul, wait out this viewpoint.
What nights, above grave
And piercing it
With stars' radiance
As deep entrance;
Strikes for its saving trust
Through a death-mist is
Angel-revealed.
Whose heavenly eyes
Are calmly wise.
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