DOI article:
Katharine N. [Nash] Rhoades, —“There Is Always a ‘More’—A Greater Vision—A Greater Realization”— [poem]
DOI Page / Citation link:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.31336#0061
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Singing I call to you!
You! deep-moving sea-tides—wonder-wind of day and dark;
Flood me with your clarities.
Sun and moon be luminous—
Hills, echo your power—
Nature, I love you—I call to you—
Through my closeness to you and my love
I have watched you many hours-long;
I have tested your strength and your sanity;
I know you to be glorious.
Bring me yourself
For I must give.
I demand of you—Men and Women
Can you not sense a relationship to it all?
A song—a song is singing!
It has sung itself for years—
It has always been singing;
But it takes love to hear and understand it.
Love, and the giving of all into a belief that with tomorrow shall be born a
greater race.
Can you content yourselves with the sham
When the world of life is here?
Stretch out your arms and encompass emotion,
Give of your very body which lasts like a breath of eternity—
Give it all! with all your force—
Knowing all pain, all possible sorrow,—
Push on, into the depths of feeling and absorbing,
Hold nothing back that is vital and precious to you,
On—On—
Until you have one immortal thing to give
Until your soul has bared itself—has divested itself of passion and thought,
Until you may see a little further,
Hear a song that shall be your song,
You singing!
Touch that which shall be nearest you—life,
Your life—and you, living!
There is a fire burning,
There is a wind beyond,
And the sky is cold and gray,
Yet a mountain stands—resisting—expanding—
And tomorrow shall be sky-space
Crystal-clear.
Singing, I greet you—greet you greatly—
With this song. Katharine N. Rhoades
57
You! deep-moving sea-tides—wonder-wind of day and dark;
Flood me with your clarities.
Sun and moon be luminous—
Hills, echo your power—
Nature, I love you—I call to you—
Through my closeness to you and my love
I have watched you many hours-long;
I have tested your strength and your sanity;
I know you to be glorious.
Bring me yourself
For I must give.
I demand of you—Men and Women
Can you not sense a relationship to it all?
A song—a song is singing!
It has sung itself for years—
It has always been singing;
But it takes love to hear and understand it.
Love, and the giving of all into a belief that with tomorrow shall be born a
greater race.
Can you content yourselves with the sham
When the world of life is here?
Stretch out your arms and encompass emotion,
Give of your very body which lasts like a breath of eternity—
Give it all! with all your force—
Knowing all pain, all possible sorrow,—
Push on, into the depths of feeling and absorbing,
Hold nothing back that is vital and precious to you,
On—On—
Until you have one immortal thing to give
Until your soul has bared itself—has divested itself of passion and thought,
Until you may see a little further,
Hear a song that shall be your song,
You singing!
Touch that which shall be nearest you—life,
Your life—and you, living!
There is a fire burning,
There is a wind beyond,
And the sky is cold and gray,
Yet a mountain stands—resisting—expanding—
And tomorrow shall be sky-space
Crystal-clear.
Singing, I greet you—greet you greatly—
With this song. Katharine N. Rhoades
57
