ALONE
Oh! arms that ache with weary emptiness,Yet knew Love’s fullness ere your day was old,How shall I turn with comforting to youWho have the burden’s tender memory still?Hands that but clasp each other, wet with tearsYet tingling with the pressure of a touchScarce now withdrawn, I give you no regret—Whose “has been” gladdens all the long “to be.”What know you, though you grieve, of loneliness,Who count the days back sure of smiles that were,And eyes that looked and loved and understood?Empty the arms, companioned still the soul—For souls once met blend all futurityInto that meeting.But one I knew whose empty heart had ne’erBeat faster to the sound of kindred step;Whose hand no other hand had reached to graspIn brotherhood of purpose; in whose earNo voice spoke greeting in a mother tongue:A soul that from the Chaos back of TimePassed out alone, and through the Then and NowWalked alien past the homes of happy men.E’en stars bend to each other through the blue,And earth calls upward to her sister spheres;But seeking, seeking, still in ceaseless quest,This soul went outward to Eternity.