A Friend of Old


I have a feeling
Wrapped around me.

It has no meaning
For it misunderstands me.

A feeling with no meaning
Is like a sky with no evening,
No twilight, no morning-
No starlight in its dreaming.

I pity this feeling of mine.
It seems to love the night.
So I tried to show it some light
And Lord! It gave me a fright.

For in the light that came out to play,
Feeling of mine had on eyes of clay.
Eyes that knew a ravine deep,
In the night that stayed in my heart to weep.

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