THE EQUINOX
Even as flutters a bird,
I fluttered : before and behind
‘Thundered the secret Word
Into mine ears. I have pined
Because the Word was unkind ;
But now the spirit hath stirred.
I sought not, yet did I find,
For the wonderful thing occurred.
Though I be blind, shall I gird
Because I see not? The gods bind
Mine eyes. But I heard! I heard!
Shall it avail, O wind?
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