IF, coming from that unknown sphere <br />Where I believe thou art,-- <br />The world unseen which girds our world <br />So close, yet so apart,-- <br />Thy soul's soft call unto my soul <br />Electrical could reach, <br />And mortal and immortal blend <br />In one familiar speech,-- <br /> <br />What wouldst thou say to me? wouldst ask <br />What, since did me befall? <br />Or close this chasm of cruel years <br />Between us--knowing all? <br />Wouldst love me--thy pure eyes seeing that <br />God only saw beside? <br />O, love me! 'T was so hard to live, <br />So easy to have died. <br /> <br />If, while this dizzy whirl of life <br />A moment pausing stayed, <br />I face to face with thee could stand, <br />I would not be afraid: <br />Not though from heaven to heaven thy feet <br />In glad ascent have trod, <br />While mine took through earth's miry ways <br />Their solitary road. <br /> <br />We could not lose each other. World <br />On world piled ever higher <br />Would part like banked clouds, lightning-cleft <br />By our two souls' desire. <br />Life ne'er divided us; death tried, <br />But could not; Love's voice fine <br />Called luring through the dark--then ceased, <br />And I am wholly thine.<br /><br />Dinah Maria Mulock Craik<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-spirit-present/
