A world have I to conquer!
For my mind is straight
Mind the running chalk-
The world's a slate!
Clock! tick on before me
Run the course!
The world is but a cart-
And I the horse!
Rain! beat down upon me
I'll not flee-
I alone! am river-
The world's but sea-
For my mind is straight-
And e're I come undone-
A world I have to conquer!
But... which one... which one?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In our world of staggering and stumbling, searching for WHAT...how beautifully expressed that search, the longing, the needing. Love this, so well done.