<html><head><meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html charset=us-ascii"></head><body style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space;" class=""><p class="">I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter. </p><p class=""> What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow <br class=""> Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man, <br class=""> You cannot say, or guess, for you know only <span class="text_exposed_show"><br class=""> A heap of broken images, where the sun beats, <br class=""> And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief, <br class=""> And the dry stone no sound of water. Only <br class=""> There is shadow under this red rock,<br class=""> (Come in under the shadow of this red rock), <br class=""> And I will show you something different from either <br class=""> Your shadow at morning striding behind you <br class=""> Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you; <br class=""> I will show you fear in a handful of dust.</span></p><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class="">###</div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class=""><br class=""></div></body></html>