SF (June 17 1942 / Troy New York)

And I My Poem/I Could Not Write

AND I MY POEM/ COULD NOT WRITE

And I my poem
Could not write
Because I heard
Another light.

And fear and far
So deep in me
Distanced my Eternity.

But suddenly my soul in strain
Heard its song once again
And for this little interval
I dare not let myself be still

Instead I’ll laugh and sing again
And play and pray
Until my end -

And nothing in this night or death
Will ever let my mind forget
That I need God
Whatever I do
God and me and also you.

Read read this little poem I pray
This is my blessing for this day.

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