For that I have words <br />You shall not see my work: <br />Buried my bone in the wide flower-garden <br />Under the rose-petals and rotting leaves. <br />Words to words, must to must, <br />Flashes and glitter. <br /> <br /> <br />Worms and heart heave in the throat, <br />Fingers fall and die on the white sheet; <br />Traffic of beauty a one-way street. <br /> Sight gives man that is born of woman <br />Such a long time searching: <br />Man that is dumb of woman <br />Such a long time singing <br />Before the ashes and the root. <br /> <br /> <br />Words to words, must to must, <br />Flashes my need in the last cadence falling.<br /><br />Roy William Gotaas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-have-words/
