The Sands of Life Newness strange seized me through as I softly walked, In the desert desolate sans a sand of life to be talked; Visions of life beyond the sands shone on that inward eye, Elysian oasis in the sand and simmer or maze of mind stood by; Dear devotions, eerie emotions they spring like Autumn flowers, In that mirth of madness a feeling above earthly feelings flowers; Talk we need not about it, but an eloquent silence, dear, Angel-way must make us feel and daunting distance not to care! The Maze of(f) the Mind