The Fields

By Witter Bynner

1881-1968

Though wisdom underfoot
         Dies in the bloody fields,
Slowly the endless root
         Gathers again and yields.

In fields where hate has hurled
         Its force, where folly rots,
Wisdom shall be unfurled
         Small as forget-me-nots.

DayPoems Poem No. 1463
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