Facing West from California’s Shores


FACING west, from California’s shores,
Inquiring, tireless, seeking what is yet unfound,
I, a child, very old, over waves, towards the house of maternity, the land of migrations,
look afar,
Look off the shores of my Western Sea-the circle almost circled;
For, starting westward from Hindustan, from the vales of Kashmere,
From Asia-from the north-from the God, the sage, and the hero,
From the south-from the flowery peninsulas, and the spice islands;
Long having wander’d since-round the earth having wander’d,
Now I face home again-very pleas’d and joyous;
(But where is what I started for, so long ago?
And why is it yet unfound?)


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Facing West from California’s Shores