Indemnity

Forgive Thou me my blind stupidityThat whilst I plead for bread I give but stone.I shall give bread, and through this staff of lifeShall cease the isolation, and the strifeOf random seeking through a long night's gloom.Heartsore and foolish, I have walked alone—Now, Love, illume,And take my hand, and gently lead me on!

My faltering feet no longer tread alone;Nor blind bat eyes go seeking through the mazeOf walls of self and sense; nor hooting fearPerch owl-like on a tower of darkness, raisedOne piece by one, of stones dark self did castToward hungering fellow men, who, falling, askedA crust of strengthening bread. Now shall I share;The hungry feed,And take his hand, and gently lead him on!

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