Kindred Souls [poem by Menie Parkes]

[Editor: This poem by Menie Parkes was published in Poems (1867).]

Kindred Souls.

Eye to eye! And that one glance
Thrills through either startled soul;
Waking from this world’s deep trance,
Breaking from its cold control,
Each can see, in dim conception,
Visions of a once-known land,
And, with passion-fraught reception,
They are clasping, hand to hand.

Hand to hand! And, oh, the touch
Seems like some recovered joy,
Which, now felt, tho’ felt no more,
Time nor distance can destroy:
Delirious tremor shakes each pulse;
They meet and fear to part,
And, tearing either hand away,
They are clinging, heart to heart.

Heart to heart! Nor will they doubt
It thus shall ever be;
Yet the moment onward comes
That shall their coldness see;
When those two, new fond and true,
Shall neither pant to meet nor part;
Yet not the less in Heaven they’ll be,
United heart to heart.



Source:
Menie Parkes, Poems, F. Cunninghame, Sydney, [1867], page 11

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