Son of man, tell me, Hast thou at any time lain in thick darkness, Gazing up into a lightless silence, A dark void vacancy, Like the woe of the sea In the unvisited places of the ocean? And nothing but thine own frail sentience To prove thee living? Lost in this affliction of the spirit, Did'st thou then call upon God Of his infinite mercy to reveal to thee Proof of his presence -- His presence and love for thee, exquisite creature of his creation? To show thee but some small devisal Of his infinite compassion and pity, even though it were as fleeting As the light of a falling star in a dewdrop? Hast thou? O, if thou hast not, Do it now; do it now; do it now! Lest that night come which is sans sense, thought, tongue, stir, time, being, And the moment is for ever denied thee, Since thou art thyself as I am. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SILLER CROUN by SUSANNA BLAMIRE HARVEST SONG by LUDWIG HENRICH CHRISTOPH HOLTY A BETTER RESURRECTION by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE QUIET PILGRIM by EDITH MATILDA THOMAS EIGHTEEN SIXTY-ONE by WALT WHITMAN STANZAS ON THE DEATH OF A FRIEND by BERNARD BARTON A PIPE OF TOBACCO (MR. POPE'S STYLE IMITATED) by ISAAC HAWKINS BROWNE |