Darkness and light are both alike to Thee: Therefore to Thee I lift my darkened face; Upward I look with eyes that fail to see, Athirst for future light and present grace. I trust the Hand of Love I scarcely trace. With breath that fails I cry, Remember me: Add breath to breath so I may run my race That where Thou art there may Thy servant be. For Thou art gulf and fountain of my love, I unreturning torrent to Thy sea, Yea Thou the measureless ocean for my rill: Seeking I find, and finding seek Thee still: And oh that I had wings as hath a dove, Then would I flee away to rest with Thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE CARPENTER'S SHOP by SARA TEASDALE A BIRTHDAY by LOUIS UNTERMEYER LEAVING THE HARBOR by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE WIND AT THE DOOR by WILLIAM BARNES THE LAST BALLADE; MASTER FRANCOIS VILLON LOQUITUR by THOMAS BEER THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 43. FAREWELL TO JULIET (5) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT WINDS ARE THE WATCHMEN by IVA PURDUM BRUTON |