O beat and pause that count the life of man,
Throb of the pulsing heart!
Ripple of tides and stars beyond our scan!
Rhythm o' the ray o' the sun and the red o' the rose!
Thrill of the lightning's dart!
All, all are one beyond this world of shows.
Neither with eyes that see nor ears that hear
May we discern thee here,
Nor comprehend, O Life of life, thy laws,
But all our idols praise the perfect whole;
And I have worshipped thee, O rhythmic soul,
Chiefly in beat and pause.
O beat and pause that count the life of man,
Throb of the pulsing heart!
Ripple of tides and stars beyond our scan!
Rhythm o' the ray o' the sun and the red o' the rose!
Thrill of the lightning's dart!
Yea, all are one behind our world of shows.
I am busy working to bring A. Mary F. Robinson's "Rhythm" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
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