Weariness
by Witter Bynner

Here is a dear weariness of love... Hand relaxed in hand, Shoulder at rest upon shoulder. And to me that pool of weariness is more wonderful Than crater, cataract, Maelstrom, earthquake... For it is a double pool In which lie, silent, The golden fishes of sleep. -Witter Bynner

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