Poetry Month: "A Prayer" - Sara Teasdale

A Prayer  - Sara Teasdale

UNTIL I lose my soul and lie
     Blind to the beauty of the earth,
Deaf though shouting wind goes by,           
     Dumb in a storm of mirth;
Until my heart is quenched at length
     And I have left the land of men,
Oh, let me love with all my strength
     Careless if I am loved again.

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