Today's post for National Poetry Month

Who has known heights and depths shall not again
     Know peace -- not as the calm heart knows
     Low, ivied walls; a garden close;
And though he tread the humble ways of men
He shall not speak the common tongue again.

Who has known heights shall bear forevemore
     An incommunicable thing
     That hurts his heart, as if a wing
     Beat at the portal, challenging;
And yet -- lured by the gleam his vision wore --
Who once has trodden stars seeks peace no more.

-- Mary Brent Whiteside