Feb 16, 2004 17:35
What is Longing that it never lets go? Would that joy could grip us so!
Even the strong oak falls at last, having withstood the south wind's blast.
What is Longing that it never runs out? Even a well may fail in drought.
What is Longing that it never ages, like leaves to dust and youths to sages?
What is Longing that it will not depart and let peace decend on mortal heart?
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