To Be Still
To push aside the veil of passing years,
to tear a heart away from all recall,
no martyr more will live within the wall
from where the timid gazed; she disappears.
To silence stirring echoes of the fears,
to teach a heart to run and not to crawl,
no loneliness resounding down the hall
to whose sad doorways desperate fate adheres.
The passion lives in only wrathful flame
of incensed tongue; so beg the sweet release
of one who needs from she of longing past!
So rise the day when free from sorrow's shame;
the flight of love, a mind and soul at peace...
my fortitude I pray this state outlast.
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