IV

By all means they try to hold me secure who love me in this world. But

it is otherwise with thy love, which is greater than theirs, and thou

keepest me free. Lest I forget them they never venture to leave me

alone. But day passes by after day and thou are not seen.

If I call not thee in my prayers, if I keep not thee in my heart--thy

love for me still waits for my love.

V

I was not aware of the moment when I first crossed the threshold of this

life. What was the power that made me open out into this vast mystery

like a bud in the forest at midnight? When in the morning I looked upon

the light I felt in a moment that I was no stranger in this world, that

the inscrutable without name and form had taken me in its arms in the

form of my own mother. Even so, in death the same unknown will appear as

ever known to me. And because I love this life, I know I shall love

death as well. The child cries out when from the right breast the mother

takes it away to find in the very next moment its consolation in the

left one.

Poetry: A Magazine of Verse, Volume 01 October-March, 1912-13 · 第 65 / 157 题