When the impatient spirit leaves behind <br />The clogging hours and makes no dear delay <br />To drop this Nessus-shirt of night and day, <br />To cast the flesh that bound and could not bind <br />The heart untamable, the tireless mind, <br />In equal dissolution shall the clay <br />That once was seer or singer flee away-- <br />It shall be fire and blown upon the wind. <br />Not us befits such change in radiance dressed, <br />Not us, O Earth, for whom thou biddest cease <br />Our grey endurance of the dark and cold. <br />These eyes have watched with grief, and now would rest; <br />Rest we desire, and on thy bosom's peace <br />The long slow change to unremembering mould.<br /><br />Enid Derham<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eternal-rest/
