A Discovery

“I thought your search was over.”—“So I thought.”—
“But you are seeking still.”—“Yes, even so:
Still seeking in mine own despite below
That which in Heaven alone is found unsought;
Still spending for that thing which is not bought.”—
“Then chase no more this shifting empty show.”—
“Amen: so bid a drowning man forego
The straw he clutches; will he so be taught?
You have a home where peace broods like a dove
Screened from the weary world's loud discontent,
You have home here, you wait for home above:
I must unlearn the pleasant ways I went,
Must learn another hope, another love,
And sigh indeed for home in banishment.”—
Rate this poem: 

Reviews

No reviews yet.