No Obligation
Come on the wings of great desire,
Or stay away from me.
You're not more stable than the day,
Or than the day less free.
The dawning day has clouds in store:
Desire her cloudy moods:
And sunlit woods woods of morning may
By noon be darkened woods.
So be you free to come or stay
Without a reason given,
As free as clouds that blot the light
Across the face of heaven.
Vita Sackville-West
Dedicated to Virginia Woolf