What was given came without <br />the usual reasons--the earth. <br /> <br />that day having completed <br />no meaningful circuit of the sun. <br /> <br />The giving should have been cause enough <br />for surprise, or that hidden beneath <br /> <br />patterned folds of wrap, within <br />a box large as any man's bewilderment, <br /> <br />waited some unknown thing, purchased <br />after long labor, How undeserved, <br /> <br />that unreciprocated moment, <br />when all the twisted paths <br /> <br />they'd walked together and alone, <br />seemed to brighten at the first tug <br /> <br />on the bow, the paper hinging out <br />like doors, the lid ready to come undone <br /> <br />as one stood there, still <br />too frightened to peer inside.<br /><br />Richard Foerster<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-was-given/
