HERE is the reason for my being! Yes, I know now what I am and why I am; I understand my part, who, careless, played! What once were hidden things, I comprehend; The universe has shaped me for this hour @3Close to my heart you lie, my little one!@1! Here is the word that links the silent Past With the unspoken Futurebinds them fast In one! The wordand I have spoken it! Here is the Image stamped upon the clay And in the fashioning I have a part! Here is the heritage of all that was And I have passed it on! Here is the seed Of all that will beI have sowed it here In the wide garden of Infinity! Here is the torch to light Eternity Oh, awesome thought, that I have lighted it! @3Oh, small, dear son, your greatness frightens me!@1 What was my life can never be again For I was born, too, born anew ... in pain! I am no longer individual, But one with, and for, all created things, Bound up with Earth and all of Earth's affairs! There is no joy in which I do not share No shame or sorrow now can leave me free! I have no stones for any Magdalene I weep new tears with Mary for her Son @3Oh, son of mine, you link my heart to life!@1 I laugh to think of all the little things That pleased me, Very Dear, before you came! Your lips here at my breast make me forget The futile tasks that busied me before! Now I am servant to Humanity The word must not be hushed, the torch must burn, The seed must grow, the heritage endure, The Image must not fadeI must not fail! @3In serving you, I serve the world, my son!@1 I shall go softlyyet exultantly In this new glory of my guardianship! Can I look back on pain, forward to fear, Who have won now the crown of womanness? Oh, destiny magnificentand dear! @3Lie closer to my heart, my little one!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BROWNING AT ASOLO by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON QUATORZAINS: 4. TO SOUND by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE PASSION FLOWER by CHARLES GRANGER BLANDEN NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 31 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT FIAMMETTA: SONNET. TO DANTE IN PARADISE by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO THE ELDER WOMAN'S SONG: 2, FR. KING LEAR'S WIFE by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |