perseverence

What mystery pervades a well! 
That water lives so far – 
A neighbor from another world, 
Residing in a jar.

Whose limit none has ever seen, 
But just his lid of glass – 
Like looking every time you please 
In an abyss’s face!

The grass does not appear afraid, 
I often wonder how 
It can stand so close and look so bold 
At what is awe to me.

Related somehow they may be, 
The sedge stands near the sea – 
Where he is floorless 
And does no timidity betray.

But nature is a stranger yet: 
The ones that cite her most 
Have never passed her haunted house, 
Nor simplified her ghost.