I CANNOT find thee! still on restless pinion My spirit beats the void where thou dost dwell; I wander lost through all thy vast dominion, And shrink beneath thy light ineffable. I cannot know thee! even when most adoring Before thy shrine I bend in lowliest prayer; Beyond these bounds of thought, my thought upsoaring, From further quest comes back; thou art not there. Yet high above the limits of my seeing And folded far within the inmost heart, And deep below the deeps of conscience being, Thy splendor shineth; there, O God, thou art. I cannot lose thee; still in thee abiding The end is clear, How wide so'er I roam; The law that holds the worlds my steps is guiding. And I must rest at last in thee, my home. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FIRE OF DRIFTWOOD; DEVEREUX FARM, NEAR MARBLEHEAD by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW COMPOSED AT NEIDPATH CASTLE, 1803 by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE ARGONAUTS (ARGONATUICA): EROS AND HIS MOTHER by APOLLONIUS RHODIUS SOLILOQUIES OF A SMALL-TOWN TAXI-DRIVER: ON THE EMOTIONS by EDGAR BARRATT |