Apart

DEAR heart, I love thee so,
I turn my face
Again, again, each day
Toward thy far-off place;
I even note the way
Of clouds, if thitherward they go,
I love thee so.

The time, not by my sun
I count, but thine;
I keep the reckoning
By many a precious sign;
I know so well each thing
Thou dost, my thought can swift forerun
Thy later sun.

Oh, why are we apart?
No atom can
From atom in the earth
Remove, but jars the plan
God fashioned in its birth;
How dare we break true love’s true heart,
Going apart?

H. H.