My wheel is in the dark!
I cannot see a spoke
Yet know its dripping feet
Go round and round.
My foot is on the Tide!
An unfrequented road —
Yet have all roads
A clearing at the end —
Some have resigned the Loom —
Some in the busy tomb
Find quaint employ —
Some with new — stately feet —
Pass royal through the gate —
Flinging the problem back
At you and I!
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