01.05.2012, 11:34
Storm
LIKE a ship shuddering along the sea
When dark-grey clouds fly shredding in the rack,
And far away a huge bank clambers black
Above the horizon, rumbling terribly,
And all men wonder what the end will be,
Flung heavenward and rushing headlong back
Into the depth, while all the foamy track
Hisses and roars and shouts in deadly glee;
So now I fly before my thoughts and find
No haven, and my spirit vainly broods
On life and death, now hurled by hope on high
With strange exultant laughter, straight declined
Into the gloom of dull despondent moods -
But yet I know God's sun is in the sky.
LIKE a ship shuddering along the sea
When dark-grey clouds fly shredding in the rack,
And far away a huge bank clambers black
Above the horizon, rumbling terribly,
And all men wonder what the end will be,
Flung heavenward and rushing headlong back
Into the depth, while all the foamy track
Hisses and roars and shouts in deadly glee;
So now I fly before my thoughts and find
No haven, and my spirit vainly broods
On life and death, now hurled by hope on high
With strange exultant laughter, straight declined
Into the gloom of dull despondent moods -
But yet I know God's sun is in the sky.