FRIGHTS AND FEARS
When
that which once was wont my eyes
To
please does now dismay
As
much as that now-lost surmise
Does
tease my mind away,
Then
feel I with a wild release
A
surge of sympathy,
And
find I the astounding ease
Of
generosity.
When
fears, which hitherto my heart
Did
pain, no more do fright;
Or
darknesses from storms did start
And
rain, yet now delight;
Then
I give thanks to know again
What
I had known before
And
thought that I had sought in vain
And
would find nevermore.
When
sights and sounds and sentiments
Once
real have lost their worth;
And
when those fragile elements
Lie
dust-like on the earth,
Then
shall my heart no more conceal
What
it would most express;
And
shall I come at last to feel
That
unaccustomed bliss.