In Solitude
He is not desolate whose ship is sailing Over the mystery of an unknown sea, For some great love with faithfulness unfailing Will light the stars to bear him company. Out in the silence of the mountain passes, The heart makes peace and liberty its own - The wind that blows across the scented grasses Bringing the balm of sleep - comes not alone. Beneath the vast illimitable spaces Where God has set His jewels in array, A man may pitch his tent in desert places Yet know that heaven is not so far away. But in the city - in the lighted city - Where gilded spires point toward the sky, And fluttering rags and hunger ask for pity, Grey Loneliness in cloth-of-gold, goes by.
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"He is not desolate whose ship is sailing..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Virna Sheard delivers a powerful performance in "In Solitude"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...