There came whisperings in the winds
There came whisperings in the winds: “Good-bye! Good-bye!” Little voices called in the darkness: “Good-bye! Good-bye!” Then I stretched forth my arms. “No no “ There came whisperings in the wind “Good-bye! Good-bye!” Little
There was a man and a woman
i There was a man and a woman Who sinned. Then did the man heap the punishment All upon the head of her, And went away gaily. Ii There was a man and a
I was in the darkness
I was in the darkness; I could not see my words Nor the wishes of my heart. Then suddenly there was a great light “Let me into the darkness again.”
In the night
In the night Grey heavy clouds muffled the valleys, And the peaks looked toward God alone. “O Master that movest the wind with a finger, Humble, idle, futile peaks are we. Grant that we
God fashioned the ship of the world carefully
God fashioned the ship of the world carefully. With the infinite skill of an All-Master Made He the hull and the sails, Held He the rudder Ready for adjustment. Erect stood He, scanning His
I looked here
I looked here; I looked there; Nowhere could I see my love. And this time She was in my heart. Truly, then, I have no complaint, For though she be fair and fairer, She
I walked in a desert
I walked in a desert. And I cried, “Ah, God, take me from this place!” A voice said, “It is no desert.” I cried, “Well, But The sand, the heat, the vacant horizon.” A
"It was wrong to do this," said the angel
“It was wrong to do this,” said the angel. “You should live like a flower, Holding malice like a puppy, Waging war like a lambkin.” “Not so,” quoth the man Who had no fear
"Truth," said a traveller
“Truth,” said a traveller, “Is a rock, a mighty fortress; Often have I been to it, Even to its highest tower, From whence the world looks black.” “Truth,” said a traveller, “Is a breath,
"Have you ever made a just man?"
“Have you ever made a just man?” “Oh, I have made three,” answered God, “But two of them are dead, And the third Listen! Listen! And you will hear the thud of his defeat.”
Why do you strive for greatness, fool?
Why do you strive for greatness, fool? Go pluck a bough and wear it. It is as sufficing. My Lord, there are certain barbarians Who tilt their noses As if the stars were flowers,
There was a man who lived a life of fire
There was a man who lived a life of fire. Even upon the fabric of time, Where purple becomes orange And orange purple, This life glowed, A dire red stain, indelible; Yet when he
The chatter of a death-demon from a tree-top
The chatter of a death-demon from a tree-top Blood blood and torn grass Had marked the rise of his agony This lone hunter. The grey-green woods impassive Had watched the threshing of his limbs.
A man went before a strange God
A man went before a strange God The God of many men, sadly wise. And the deity thundered loudly, Fat with rage, and puffing. “Kneel, mortal, and cringe And grovel and do homage To
When a people reach the top of a hill
When a people reach the top of a hill, Then does God lean toward them, Shortens tongues and lengthens arms. A vision of their dead comes to the weak. The moon shall not be