the soul's quest.
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SACRED POEMS.
The Soul's Quest.
I sought the Light—
Sought it unconsciously
In earliest infancy,
When as a little child I lay
Among the daisied grass,
Watching the white clouds pass
Over the smiling face of day.
Then some new sense awoke;
Was it the soul that spoke?
And I longed to soar away
Up to the cloudlets white,
Up to some lofty height,
And roam the blue skies o'er;
And soar away, away,
To the golden gates of day,
To seek for Heaven's door.
Thus in my infancy,
I sought unconsciously
To find the Light.
Sought it unconsciously
In earliest infancy,
When as a little child I lay
Among the daisied grass,
Watching the white clouds pass
Over the smiling face of day.
Then some new sense awoke;
Was it the soul that spoke?
And I longed to soar away
Up to the cloudlets white,
Up to some lofty height,
And roam the blue skies o'er;
And soar away, away,
To the golden gates of day,
To seek for Heaven's door.
Thus in my infancy,
I sought unconsciously
To find the Light.
