4.30.2013

my enemy



An enemy I had, whose mien
I stoutly strive in vain to know;
For hard he dogged my steps, unseen,
Wherever I might go.

My plans he blocked; my aims he foiled;
He blocked my every onward way.
When for some lofty goal I toiled,
He grimly said me nay.

"Come forth!" I cried, "Lay bare thy guise!
Thy wretched features I would see."
Yet always to my straining eye
He dwelt in mystery.

Until one night I held him fast,
The veil from off his form did draw;
I gazed upon his face at last
And, Lo! myself I saw.

Edwin L. Sabin


(one of my very favorite poems)

3 comments

  1. Beautiful poem. I caught up on your pictures too---very sweet. <3

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