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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358654" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Room</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358654" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Through that window—all else being extinct <br>Except itself and me—I saw the struggle <br>Of darkness against darkness. Within the room <br>It turned and turned, dived downward. Then I saw <br>How order might—if chaos wished—become: <br>And saw the darkness crush upon itself, <br>Contracting powerfully; it was as if <br>It killed itself, slowly: and with much pain. <br>Pain. The scene was pain, and nothing but pain. <br>What else, when chaos draws all forces inward <br>To shape a single leaf? . . . <br> For the leaf came <br>Alone and shining in the empty room; <br>After a while the twig shot downward from it; <br>And from the twig a bough; and then the trunk, <br>Massive and coarse; and last the one black root. <br>The black root cracked the walls. Boughs burst <br> the window: <br>The great tree took possession. <br> Tree of trees! <br>Remember (when time comes) how chaos died <br>To shape the shining leaf. Then turn, have courage, <br>Wrap arms and roots together, be convulsed <br>With grief, and bring back chaos out of shape. <br>I will be watching then as I watch now. <br>I will praise darkness now, but then the leaf.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Conrad+Potter+Aiken">Conrad Potter Aiken</a></strong></div>

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