Poems (Bibesco)/XXX
XXX
Sometimes I wonder why we try to prove,You with your silence and I with my speech,That we have found a further faith than love.
Sometimes I wonder why we try to reach,You with closed eyes and I with straining sight,A deeper cavern, a more distant beach
Than those we knew before we sought a lightToo pale and stern for mortal fashioning,Before we sought to find the infinite,
Sometimes I wonder why we do not bringA smaller chain upon our spirits needThan a rejection of life's blossoming.
Sometimes I wonder why we do not heedOur hearts' disdained entanglements of song,With banished beauty, singing through a reed
To show the loveliness where we belong;Till in the strength of our recaptured weakness,We burn the empty freedoms of the strong.