If you keep going and going and going and going to meet the poem One day she will come to meet you. You are spent, but she, still fresh, serenely smiling in crepuscular welcome of your foolish faith of effort, the wisdom of your yearning, Pausing, blinking,
She Will Meet You
She Will Meet You
She Will Meet You
If you keep going and going and going and going to meet the poem One day she will come to meet you. You are spent, but she, still fresh, serenely smiling in crepuscular welcome of your foolish faith of effort, the wisdom of your yearning, Pausing, blinking,