The Poetry Corner

Unanswered

By Laurence Hope (Adela Florence Cory Nicolson)

Something compels me, somewhere.Yet I see No clear command in Life's long mystery. Oft have I flung myself beside my horse, To drink the water from the roadside mire, And felt the liquid through my being course, Stilling the anguish of my thirst's desire. A simple want; so easily allayed; After the burning march; water and shade. Also I lay against the loved one's heart Finding fulfilment in that resting-place, Feeling my longing, quenched, was but a part Of nature's ceaseless striving for the race. But now, I know not what they would with me; Matter or Force or God, if Gods there be. I wait; I question; Nature heeds me not. She does but urge in answer to my prayer, "Arise and do!"Alas, she adds not what; "Arise and go!"Alas, she says not where!