At the last, tenderly, <br /> <br />From the walls of the powerful fortress'd house, <br />From the clasp of the knitted locks, from the keep of the well-closed doors, <br />Let me be wafted. <br />Let me glide noiselessly forth; <br />With the key of softness unlock the locks--with a whisper, <br />Set open the doors O soul. <br /> <br />Tenderly--be not impatient, <br />(Strong is your hold, O mortal flesh, <br />Strong is your hold O love.)<br /><br />Walt Whitman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-last-invocation/
