Because I could not pause for life
She kindly paused for me,
Her carriage held but just ourselves
And hospitality.
We quickly drove, she seemed in haste
While I had tucked away,
My treasures and desires too
Nay immortality.
We passed the bend where stood a church
Then crossed the shanty town,
We passed the lea beside the lake
We passed the hillock brown.
We rushed into the falling dusk
The skies hued gray and blue,
Could fathom not my destiny
Nor had the least of clue.
I heard it not but life did tell
To mind my vanity,
That I may live in blessedness
Forsake not sanity.
The mystic shroud of passing time
Forbade my heart to find,
Old memories and mirthfulness
That I had left behind.
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