Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. I HEAR THY CALL, MYSTERIOUS BEING, by EDWARD CARPENTER Poet's Biography First Line: I hear thy call, mysterious being Last Line: I hear thy callI come. Subject(s): Creation | ||||||||
I HEAR thy call, Mysterious Being; In the dead of night, when the stars float grey overhead, and the Northern lights flicker faintly, In the blazing noon when the sunlight rims with a luminous ring the wide horizon, Flooding, enfolding all I hear thy call. In the hollow depths belowI hear thee, Mysterious Being. [I am swept out, as the tide to the call of the Moon is swept out from the shores it knowsto wonderful other shores; I am carried away, away, in a swoon to the ends of Creation.] Deep, deep is Thy heart. As I sink in it, lo! there is nothing, nothing which is not held by thy love. On the surface there is rejection and discrimination, but in the depth lo! everything is held by it. Swift, swift is Thy flight. In an instant now here, now thereit is all the same to Thee. As the lambent fire of sex within the body, as the Northern lights with luminous fingers over the sky So Thou through all creation. As the great Sun blazing down at noon on the Himalayan forests, and bathing each leaf the same for hundreds, thousands, of miles So Thou through all creation. [Flutter on little leavesye that break the light into a million beautiful forms! Flutter on little worlds, that float in the ether of space! Flutter on little hearts, whom the great Heart feeds and encloses!] And thou, O stranger who dwellest perchance in yonder star, or globe that circles dark about yon star, Or thou, dear lover that on this earth of ours holdest my heart in thine, Can Death, I say, or Space or Time or Worlds avail in the end against us? Take me, great LifeO take me, long-delaying. Unloose these chains, unbind these clogs and fetters; I hear thy callso strangeMysterious Being, I hear thy callI come. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EARTH IS BUILDED by MARION LOUISE BLISS THE GODDESS WHO CREATED THIS PASSING WORLD by ALICE NOTLEY IF I HAD ONE THING TO SAY by MARVIN BELL SEVENS (VERSION 3): IN THE CLOSED IRIS OF CREATION by MARVIN BELL BROTHERS: 1. INVITATION by LUCILLE CLIFTON BROTHERS: 2. HOW GREAT THOU ART by LUCILLE CLIFTON BROTHERS: 3. AS FOR MYSELF by LUCILLE CLIFTON AS A MOULD FOR SOME FAIR FORM by EDWARD CARPENTER |
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