THE QUEST

by: James H. Cousins

      HEY said: ‘She dwelleth in some place apart,
      Immortal Truth, within whose eyes
      Who looks may find the secret of the skies
      And healing for life’s smart!’
       
      I sought Her in loud caverns underground,--
      On heights where lightnings flashed and fell;
      I scaled high Heaven; I stormed the gates of Hell,
      But Her I never found
       
      Till thro’ the tumults of my Quest I caught
      A whisper: ‘Here, within thy heart,
      I dwell; for I am thou: behold, thou art
      The Seeker--and the Sought.’

"The Quest" is reprinted from The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse. Ed. Nicholson & Lee. Oxford: The Clarendon Press, 1917.

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