Beloved! Are We Not Wanderers On A Road

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Title:     Beloved! Are We Not Wanderers On A Road
Author: Laurence Alma-Tadema [More Titles by Alma-Tadema]

Beloved! are we not wanderers on a road
Unknown, that grope their way among the rocks
Together?--Yes, together; for these shocks
Our hearts have borne and given, part not, goad
Unto no hatred. Though I be your load
Of care and you my anguish, something locks
Our hands, my brother: Destiny, that mocks
Man's thinkings, and here finds a new strange mode
Of welding chance-divided loves, a link
That's more than human, that is half divine,
Since, beggared of you, still I hold you mine
Above all bonds. So love me well. We'll drink
Of all pure streams together, dear, and break
These rocks to sand for one another's sake.

[The end]
Laurence Alma-Tadema's poem: Beloved! Are We Not Wanderers On A Road

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