All Woods Must Fail by J.R.R. Tolkien
"For though dark they stand, / all woods there be must end at last"
Clear Night by Charles Wright
"I want to be bruised by God. / I want to be strung up in a strong light and singled out. / I want to be stretched, like music wrung from a dropped seed."
The Round by Stanley Kunitz
"this morning I saw light kiss / the silk of the roses / A curious gladness shook me"