THE RED SONG
Again and again I found her in another;
Sealing kiss and caress made me sure of her,—
And then the fog left my eyes,
And I saw a mocking enticer
Who was not what I sought.
There was no rest, no peace for me,
Until I could clench her shining self to my own.
Sealing kiss and caress made me sure of her,—
And then the fog left my eyes,
And I saw a mocking enticer
Who was not what I sought.
There was no rest, no peace for me,
Until I could clench her shining self to my own.
I climbed into the infinite blackness of the gulf,
Seeking her glistening form;
The better to pass the imperative way
I stripped my soul of its full freightage
Of name and of race, of kindred and faiths;
I flung God from me in my passionate desire
To uncumber myself for the insistent way.
Ever the path grew steeper and gloomier,
Ever she fled before love was done.
Seeking her glistening form;
The better to pass the imperative way
I stripped my soul of its full freightage
Of name and of race, of kindred and faiths;
I flung God from me in my passionate desire
To uncumber myself for the insistent way.
Ever the path grew steeper and gloomier,
Ever she fled before love was done.
I burned with a giant's fury
To storm the impossible ramparts of heaven,
To hurl God the Father out of His farthest place,
And achieve the beloved—my mother.
Ever my love burned more violently,
Ever her love beckoned, beyond the bar—
But it had been raised by the three of us
To storm the impossible ramparts of heaven,
To hurl God the Father out of His farthest place,
And achieve the beloved—my mother.
Ever my love burned more violently,
Ever her love beckoned, beyond the bar—
But it had been raised by the three of us
