| Show LOOK UP look up the world is wide on land and sea on ship or shore there is no rust no zest vest A heart throbs outward from each human breast ab and moves it onward to its 16 destiny what it if its hidden doom must end in death why meet it bravely with the honest thought of no good deeds tit in tone lone no ulu luin wrought to kill the hope that soothes a dying breath he who would soar from darkness dark darkness nest into light and like icarus mount on waxen wings i will never reach and touch the golden springs which open the gates that close upon the night who rises lifting others up with him Is strong indeed within his call or leach are hands that aid him hearts that help him teach what he has learned himself and taught to them we build our thoughts like mountains to the clouds the mystery of our being still unsolved save that we know our lives are not evolved for the sole end of filling empty shrouds william ward in kew w orleans times democrat |
