RR: Poems


What seekest thou, Oh Soul?


What seekest thou, Oh Soul?

Endlessly learning, restlessly searching,

Lonely speck of the infinite, tied to an earthly body.

Lost in a sea of humanity, swept on by unheeding time.


What is this life, what mighty powers its feeble flickers mirror?

For what sins unknown are we punished us,

or is life the school for a greater life?


Dost any watch our passing joys,

ist any list of earthly woes?

Ist any way to earthly bliss,

can soul to flesh be e'er well wed?

Must my soul to my death for freedom look?


Roger Riordan. Leicester 1956

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