Poetry of Kansas


Alone with my thoughts,
    How oft would I be,
In solitude shut
    Where alone I am FREE.
Curtained from earth,
    Whose rabble I hate,
Fresh inspirations
    I anxiously wait.
Shut from the clamor,
    The glare and the show,
I walk in the shadows,
    The world cannot know.
I journey along
    With the small and the great,
Sharing their burdens,
    Their glory of state.
I mingle again
    With the faces of yore,
The friends I have known,
    And the past to explore.
I lave in the waters
    Refreshing and cool,
Refreshing my spirit
    In fountain and pool.
I solemnly measure
    Life's span all too short;
And gloriously find
    A perfect resort.
A hiding away
    In the hope e'er to be,
Lost, lost at last
    In Divinity.

__James A. DeMoss


Kansas Zephyrs
James A. DeMoss
(Thayer, Kansas: ___. 1892)
Pages 42-43

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