A not admitting of the wound
Until it grew so wide
That all my Life had entered it
And there were troughs beside –
A closing of the simple lid
That opened to the sun
Until the tender Carpenter
Perpetual nail it down –
A not admitting of the wound
Until it grew so wide
That all my Life had entered it
And there were troughs beside –
A closing of the simple lid
That opened to the sun
Until the tender Carpenter
Perpetual nail it down –