Hope's more fierce than gratitude.
We are more normative in
The company of children.
You have to make it
Dark enough to want to see
The light. The thunder itself
Is thrilling enough,
Always sounding like the voice
Of god or giant
For beasts of conversation.
For all these reasons we pray
More in advance than in thanks,
Obey more among toddlers,
Fear answers we seek.
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