Confluents

Lyrics

As rivers seek the sea,         Much more deep than they, So my soul seeks thee         Far away: As running rivers moan On their course alone         So I moan         Left alone. As the delicate rose         To the sun's sweet strength Doth herself unclose,         Breadth and length: So spreads my heart to thee Unveiled utterly,         I to thee         Utterly. As morning dew exhales         Sunwards pure and free, So my spirit fails         After thee: As dew leaves not a trace On the green earth's face;         I, no trace On thy face. Its goal the river knows,         Dewdrops find a way, Sunlight cheers the rose         In her day: Shall I, lone sorrow past, Find thee at the last?         Sorrow past,         Thee at last?