Silence came slowly — first the missing word,

Silence came slowly — first the missing word,
The check in thought, the fumbling pause to frame
A view still seen, echo a song still heard :
Closer with closer blindness silence came .

The song seemed fainter, died upon my ear
Like voices through a white mist on the sea :
I spoke to echo more than I could hear,
Less than I saw crept back as words to me .

Then deaf indeed , then blind , then dumb at last ,
I lived on yet remembered sound and sight ;
Silence lapped every image of the past
In one cold wilderness of swirling white .

But you my dearest sun such radiance bring
Silence dissolves : I see , I hear, I sing .

Writing unclear : 16 January 1951 [or 1958]