Search Rewarded

By George Sterling

I waited thee thro sacrificial years,
    And till thou earnest all my soul was blind.
    Tis written, "He that seeketh, he shall find,"
And I have sought thy face in all the spheres,
Still haunted by the voice that no man hears
    Save from the Love unknown but well divined.
    O Rose beyond the questings of the wind 1
O Star mine eyes must see thro many tears!

Thou art the silence in my soul, and thou
The kiss of things unseen upon my brow.
    O loveliness the sorrowed night hath dreamed
        And dawn found perfect!  Harp of mystery
    Upon whose chords forgotten moons have gleamed,
        Within whose voice are voices of the sea!


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