Songs of the Soul/Part 2/Mystery

​

MYSTERY

Burst, inky cloud, do burst,Fling open thy fathomless gloom!In Thy dark chamber mustA million mysteries loom.
Heartless, staring sky!Make quick replyTo aching query of my straining eye,Show what thou hidest and why;—The ceaseless surging thoughtsGo mocking, dancing by,I deign to know their lot.Someone did throw me freeTo battle all alone in this rough sea.Rudderless I drift,Stranded on shoals my boat could n’t shift.
I'll burst the clouds, I'll clean the shoals,I'll rip the sky in twain, ​I’ll break my heart,With question crush my brain—I’ll ask and pray,Will beg or stealTo find the friends long stolen away,To know their woe or weal.
This wondrous day,Stage set for playBy Unseen Hand,—The players dropFrom no-man’s land,Then vanish away or stopWith changing scenes of birth and death.  The drama’s on  The actors play anon  Yet know not why they play   This glorious day!
This article is issued from Wikisource. The text is available under Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 4.0 unless otherwise noted. Additional terms may apply for the media files.