Searching, but all in vain,

for some stray leaf, that it may light upon,

and read the future as days agone-

its pleasures, and its pain.


Listening patiently,

from some voice speaking from the mighty deep,

revealing all the things that it doth keep

in secret there for me.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox


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