The Complete Works of Swami Vivekananda/Volume 8/Writings: Prose And Poems/To My Own Soul
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To My Own Soul [1]
Hold yet a while, Strong Heart,
Not part a lifelong yoke
Though blighted looks the present, future gloom.
And age it seems since you and I began our
March up hill or down. Sailing smooth o'er
Seas that are so rare --
Thou nearer unto me, than oft - times I myself --
Proclaiming mental moves before they were!
Reflector true -- thy pulse so timed to mine,
Thou perfect note of thoughts, however fine --
Shall we now part, Recorder, say?
In thee is friendship, faith,
For thou didst warn when evil thoughts were brewing --
And though, alas, thy warning thrown away,
Went on the same as ever -- good and true.
References
[edit]- ↑ Composed at Ridgely Manor, New York, in 1899.