The Unseen

Death went up the hall
   Unseen by every one,
  Trailing twilight robes
   Past the nurse and the nun.

He paused at every door
   And listened to the breath
  Of those who did not know
   How near they were to Death.

Death went up the hall
   Unseen by nurse and nun;
  He passed by many a door—
   But he entered one.