This poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins has spoken to me ever since I first read it when I was 17.
(a nun takes the veil)
|I HAVE desired to go|
|Where springs not fail,|
|To fields where flies no sharp and sided hail|
|And a few lilies blow.|
|And I have asked to be||5|
|Where no storms come,|
|Where the green swell is in the havens dumb,|
|And out of the swing of the sea.|
It speaks to me of a mind and heart that seek sanctuary from itself and peace where peace inside cannot be found.
I’d like it read at my funeral.