Sara Teasdale: "Since There Is No Escape"

"Since There Is No Escape"

Since there is no escape, since at the end  My body will be utterly destroyed, This hand I love as I have loved a friend,  This body I tended, wept with and enjoyed; Since there is no escape even for me  Who love life with a love too sharp to bear: The scent of orchards in the rain, the sea  And hours alone too still and sure for prayer — Since darkness waits for me, then all the more Let me go down as waves sweep to the shore  In pride; and let me sing with my last breath; In these few hours of light I lift my head; Life is my lover — I shall leave the dead  If there is any way to baffle death.