Inn of Dreams

<SPAN name="19"></SPAN> <br/> <br/> <p>The Prisoner of God</p> <p>Once long and long ago I knew delight.<br/> God gave my spirit wings and a glad voice.<br/> I was a bird that sang at dawn and noon,<br/> That sang at starry evening time and night;<br/> Sang at the sun's great golden doors, and furled<br/> Brave wings in the white gardens of the moon;<br/> That sang and soared beyond the dusty world.</p> <p>Once long and long ago I did rejoice,<br/> But now I am a stone that falls and falls.<br/> A prisoner, cursing the blank prison walls,<br/> Helpless and dumb, with desperate eyes, that see<br/> The terrible beauty of those simple things<br/> My soul disdained when she was proud and free.<br/> And I can only pray: God pity me,<br/> God pity me and give me back my voice!<br/> God pity me and give me back my wings!</p> <br/> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />