The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine?—
See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?
Many thanks for simply bringing Shelley's work forward. It spurred an effort to create a parallel poem -
"Philosophy of Loss"
The memories mingle with the pain
And the pain with the void within,
The ghosts of yesterday remain
Where your presence had been;
Nothing in this world stays whole;
All things by a law severe
Must part, as time takes its toll.
Why aren't you still here?—
See the shadows touch the night
And the graves rest close together;
No mourning heart could find respite
From losing one forever;
And the darkness claims the earth
And the stars fade in the sea:
What is all this living worth
Since you've left from me?
Posted by: Kyril Alexander Calsoyas | February 15, 2025 at 11:33 AM