Wednesday, June 21, 2017

There is That In Me...



There is that in me—
I do not know what it is—
but I know it is in me.

Wrench'd and sweaty—
calm and cool then my body becomes,
I sleep—
I sleep long.

I do not know it—
it is without name—
it is a word unsaid,
It is not in any dictionary, utterance, symbol.

Something it swings on more than the earth I swing on,
To it the creation is the friend whose embracing awakes me.

Perhaps I might tell more. 
Outlines! I plead for my brothers and sisters.

Do you see O my brothers and sisters?
It is not chaos or death—
it is form, union, plan—
it is eternal life—
it is Happiness. 

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