Wisdom - Poem by Sara Teasdale

When I have ceased to break my wings 

Against the faultiness of things, 

And learned that compromises wait 

Behind each hardly opened gate, 

When I have looked Life in the eyes, 

Grown calm and very coldly wise, 

Life will have given me the Truth, 

And taken in exchange--my youth. 

Sara Teasdale

دسمبر 07, 2016