In the End

All that could never be said,
  All that could never be done,
Wait for us at last
  Somewhere back of the sun;

All the heart broke to forego
  Shall be ours without pain,
We shall take them as lightly as girls
  Pluck flowers after rain.

And when they are ours in the end
  Perhaps after all
The skies will not open for us
  Nor heaven be there at our call.