A COMMON PETITION
I crave not of the wonder
Of Thy full plan to see;
No secret would I plunder
Of guarded destiny;
This only grant to me:
To hear the rolling thunder
Of Life—be man alive:
Yet through no body’s blunder
To drag the bright soul under
—Drowned where it needs must dive.
Keeping against all Fate
That Thou hast given me—
The dual mystery
Of man—inviolate.