A Voice From the Far Away
I heard a voice from the far away
Softly say this to me—
“You will find the heart of the world some day
And the why of the things that be;
You will see the grief of the yea and nay
And the price of frailty.
“And upon your lute you will weave a theme
Which the world will harken and know;
For every note of the song will teem