I do not ask for mercy for understanding for
And in these heavy days I do not ask for releaseI do not ask that suffering shall cease.
I do not pray to God to let me
To give an ear attentive to my
To pause in his marching and not hurry by.
I do not ask for anything I do not speakI do not question and I do not seekI used to in the day when I was weak.
Now I am strong and lapped in
As in a coat of magic mail and
From Time today and care not for tomorrow.
