Caveat: Slow advancing, halting, creeping

She Walketh Veiled and Sleeping

She walketh veiled and sleeping,
For she knoweth not her power;
She obeyeth but the pleading
Of her heart, and the high leading
Of her soul, unto this hour.
Slow advancing, halting, creeping,
Comes the Woman to the hour!—
She walketh veiled and sleeping,
For she knoweth not her power.

– Charlotte Perkins Gilman (American poet, 1860-1935)

[daily log: walking, 4km]

Caveat: Poem #824

He may have harbored some hopes in his day,
Cruel was the world, and unkind were the fates,
Robbed and neglected, the gods had their say…
Loathsome and brutish, they lifted life’s weights.