The Golden Darkness/Forgiveness
FORGIVENESS.
I have sinned so long in fevered darkness,
So long have I sinned wilfully,
And stolen what life would have given for the asking,
And spilled the holy vintage of the sea.
So long have I sinned wilfully,
And stolen what life would have given for the asking,
And spilled the holy vintage of the sea.
I have sinned so often in fevered darkness,
And yet I cannot walk out in the morning but I meet
The cool, the tender winds running to me
From where a wild gladness waits in the street.
And yet I cannot walk out in the morning but I meet
The cool, the tender winds running to me
From where a wild gladness waits in the street.
A familiar strangeness is in people's faces,
My eyes burn, for a moment I am blind,
And a sad wild singing wells up in me,—
O soothing wonder of earth, why are you kind?
My eyes burn, for a moment I am blind,
And a sad wild singing wells up in me,—
O soothing wonder of earth, why are you kind?
I have wronged you so often, so long have I wronged you,
I would be glad if you brought me agony now,
But what can I say to you, O soothing wonder of earth,
When you kiss me so tenderly on the brow?
I would be glad if you brought me agony now,
But what can I say to you, O soothing wonder of earth,
When you kiss me so tenderly on the brow?