'T IS a world of silences. I gave a cry In the first sorrow my heart could not withstand; I saw men pause, and listen, and look sad, As though no answer in their hearts they had; Some turn'd away, some came and took my hand, For all reply. I stood beside a grave. Years had pass'd by; Sick with unanswer'd life I turn'd to death, And whisper'd all my question to the grave, And watch'd the flowers desolately wave, And grass stir on it with a fitful breath, For all reply. I rais'd my eyes to heaven; my prayer went high Into the luminous mystery of the blue; My thought of God was purer than a flame, And God it seem'd a little nearer came, Then pass'd; and greater still the silence grew, For all reply. But you! If I can speak before I die, I spoke to you with all my soul, and when I look at you 't is still my soul you see. Oh, in your heart was there no word for me? All would have answer'd had you answer'd then With even a sigh. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THERE IS NO NATURAL RELIGION (A) by WILLIAM BLAKE FAREWELL TO LOVE; SONNET by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE LUCIFER IN STARLIGHT by GEORGE MEREDITH LUKE HAVERGAL by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON SONNET: 2. FEBRUARY AFTERNOON by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS THE MALLARDS PASS UNHARMED by LAURA FRANCES ALEXANDER |