WING | Zora Neal Hurston
Journey's End
In kindly earth that comfort gave,
A kindly couch where dreams the brae
Where longing hurries weeping grief,
Where halting goes the gilded chief.
Beneath a warming, stirring sun,
Beneath, a flower-studded sod
That shows the smiling face of God.
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12/22/2023
Journey's End
Ah! Let me rest when I have donee.
When I my earthly course have run
And wake me not to shame or blame
Nor stir my dust with flore of flame
12/24/2023
Reveries
But, let me questions as I will,
Enthralling silence answers me.
My whence is hidden to me still,
My hence is wrapped in mystery
12/24/2023
Passion
My cool, white soul
Has oh fared forth
Is astral ways ,
For none may lag
When that dust hids the earth.
My cool, white soul
Has oh fared forth
Is astral ways ,
For none may lag
When that dust hids the earth.
12/22/2023
Jouney's End
Ah! Let me rest, when I have done,
Beneath a warming, stirring sun,
Beneath, a flower-studded sod
That shows the smiling face of God.
12/22/2023
Reveries
Where shall I go when I have done?
With nothingness my soul could claim?
Must naught come of the struggles won?
Shall I be called to praise or blame?
12/24/2023
Home Part III
Ah, that I to that spot might flee
That peace and love may dwell with me
To brush away the somber shrouds
And show the lining of the cloud
12/24/2023
Passion
And I have loved
With quivering arms that
Clung, and throbbing breast --
With all the white-hot blood
Of mating’s flaming urge
12/22/2023
Home
I know a place that is full of light
That is full of dreams and vision bright
Where pleasing fancy loves to roam
And picture me once more at home.
12/24/2023
Reveries
Whence came I to this world of strife,
The sphere of love this vale of sighs?
What called me to this form of life,
The crest of truth, this trough of lies?
12/24/2023
Journey's End
Zora Neale Hurston - 1922
1/4/2024
Home
1/4/2024
Passion
The wings of my dreams
Have swept me up
To touch my feet on cloud
And wander where none
But souls dare climb.
12/22/2023
Night
When night opens her shining eyes,
ANd spreads her velvet gown;
She softly paints the purple skies
In grays of cloudy down
12/24/2023
Night
Zora Neale Hurston
1/4/2024
1/11/2024
Passion
Mid-summer's bloom
And autumn’s ripening glory
My youth rejoiced
And when winter bleak
Spread melancholy ‘round
I still smiled on
12/22/2023
Journey's End
But I shall rise with verdant spring,
And I shall speak hen song-birds sings,
And laughing ripple in the streams,
And flit and flicker in the beams.
12/22/2023
Passion
When I look back
On days already lived
I am content.
For I have laughed,
With the dew of morn,
The calm of night;
With thee dawn of youth
And spring’s bright days.
12/22/2023
1/4/2024
Home
There nothing comes to mar my days
And dim for me the sun’s loved rays
To shake my faith in things divine
And bare the cruelty of mankind
© There nothing comes to mar my days
And dim for me the sun’s loved rays
To shake my faith in things divine
And bare the cruelty of mankind
There nothing comes to mar my days
And dim for me the sun’s loved rays
To shake my faith in things divine
And bare the cruelty of mankind
12/24/2023
Journey's End
Sweet spring will trail a bridal veil
Grim frost shall lose his howl and wail,
And summer flowers deck my breast
And sunlight gild me from the west.
12/22/2023
Reveries
Zora Neale Hurston
1/4/2024
