Maxioms by Wenonah Stevens Abbott
Today the journey is ended,
I have worked out the mandates of fate;
Naked, along, undefended,
read more
Today the journey is ended,
I have worked out the mandates of fate;
Naked, along, undefended,
I knock at the Uttermost Gate.
Behind is life and its longing,
Its trial, its trouble, its sorrow,
Beyond is the Infinite Morning
Of a day without a tomorrow.
