Life Is The Finest Secret. So Long

Narcotics Cannot Still The Tooth. That Nibbles At The Soul

The Possible's Slow Fuse Is Lit By The Imagination.

There Is No Silence In The Earth - So Silent As That Endured Which Uttered, Would Discourage Nature And Haunt The World.

They Say That God Is Everywhere, And Yet We Always Think Of Him As Somewhat Of A Recluse.

When Everything That Ticked Has Stopped, And Space Stares, All Around, Or Grisly Frosts, First Autumn Morns, Repeal The Beating Ground.