Unanswered
Something compels me, somewhere. Yet I seeNo clear command in Life’s long mystery.Oft have I flung myself beside my horse,To drink the water from the roadside mire,And felt the liquid through my being course,Stilling the anguish of my thirst’s desire.A simple want; so easily allayed;After the burning march; water and shade.Also I lay against the loved one’s heartFinding fulfilment in that resting-place,Feeling my longing, quenched, was but a partOf nature’s ceaseless striving for the race.But now, I know not what they would with me;Matter or Force or God, if Gods there be.I wait; I question; Nature heeds me not.She does but urge in answer to my prayer,“Arise and do!” Alas, she adds not what;“Arise and go!” Alas, she says not where!
Something compels me, somewhere. Yet I seeNo clear command in Life’s long mystery.Oft have I flung myself beside my horse,To drink the water from the roadside mire,And felt the liquid through my being course,Stilling the anguish of my thirst’s desire.A simple want; so easily allayed;After the burning march; water and shade.Also I lay against the loved one’s heartFinding fulfilment in that resting-place,Feeling my longing, quenched, was but a partOf nature’s ceaseless striving for the race.But now, I know not what they would with me;Matter or Force or God, if Gods there be.I wait; I question; Nature heeds me not.She does but urge in answer to my prayer,“Arise and do!” Alas, she adds not what;“Arise and go!” Alas, she says not where!
Something compels me, somewhere. Yet I seeNo clear command in Life’s long mystery.
Something compels me, somewhere. Yet I see
No clear command in Life’s long mystery.
Oft have I flung myself beside my horse,To drink the water from the roadside mire,And felt the liquid through my being course,Stilling the anguish of my thirst’s desire.
Oft have I flung myself beside my horse,
To drink the water from the roadside mire,
And felt the liquid through my being course,
Stilling the anguish of my thirst’s desire.
A simple want; so easily allayed;After the burning march; water and shade.
A simple want; so easily allayed;
After the burning march; water and shade.
Also I lay against the loved one’s heartFinding fulfilment in that resting-place,Feeling my longing, quenched, was but a partOf nature’s ceaseless striving for the race.
Also I lay against the loved one’s heart
Finding fulfilment in that resting-place,
Feeling my longing, quenched, was but a part
Of nature’s ceaseless striving for the race.
But now, I know not what they would with me;Matter or Force or God, if Gods there be.
But now, I know not what they would with me;
Matter or Force or God, if Gods there be.
I wait; I question; Nature heeds me not.She does but urge in answer to my prayer,“Arise and do!” Alas, she adds not what;“Arise and go!” Alas, she says not where!
I wait; I question; Nature heeds me not.
She does but urge in answer to my prayer,
“Arise and do!” Alas, she adds not what;
“Arise and go!” Alas, she says not where!