Shallow-Eyes
Like brook water
On brown leaf mold,
Her eyes are no deeper
Than a drop may hold.
Too shallow for drowning,
Too shallow for thirst.
By the parched, and the stricken,
She shall never be cursed.
For who is not solaced
To find his own face,
Looking for heaven
In a shallow place.
On brown leaf mold,
Her eyes are no deeper
Than a drop may hold.
Too shallow for drowning,
Too shallow for thirst.
By the parched, and the stricken,
She shall never be cursed.
For who is not solaced
To find his own face,
Looking for heaven
In a shallow place.
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