to give so little insult to the air
it might forgive the earlier disgrace
and leave no sign that I was ever there
as a wanted man might slip over the border
and, believed at last, live out his days
hidden by a silent holy order
From Rain
to give so little insult to the air
it might forgive the earlier disgrace
and leave no sign that I was ever there
as a wanted man might slip over the border
and, believed at last, live out his days
hidden by a silent holy order
From Rain