Divine Intervention

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

x marks where my heart should be

Words
W. B. Yeats

I had this thought a while ago
'My darling cannot understand
What I have done, or what would do
In this blind bitter land.'

And I grew weary of the sun
Until my thoughts cleared up again,
Remembering that the best thatI have done
Was done to make it plain;

That year I have cried, At length
My darling understand it all,
Because I have come into my strength,
And words obey my call';

That had she done so who can say
What would have shaken from the sieve?
I might have thrown poor words away
And been content to live.