I reason earth is short
And anguish absolute
And many hurt,
But what of that, but what of that
I reason that in heaven
Somehow it will be even
Some new equation given
But what of that, but what of that
There is shame in nobleness
Confronting sudden pelf
A finer shame of ecstasy
Convicted of itself
This is my letter to the world that never wrote to me
The simple news that nature told with tender majesty
This is my letter to the world that never wrote to me
The simple news that nature told with tender majesty