Before Quiet

I will think of water-lilies
Growing in a darkened pool,
And my breath shall move like water,
And my hands be limp and cool.

It shall be as though I waited
In a wooden place alone;
I will learn the peace of lilies
And will take it for my own.

If a twinge of thought, if yearning
Come like wind into this place,
I will bear it like the shadow
Of a leaf across my face.

Credit

This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on May 25, 2019, by the Academy of American Poets.

About this Poem

“Before Quiet” was published in the July 1924 issue of Poetry.