My Darien

Dear heart alone and longing to smile Tarry me your time, read my words awhile. My eyes like an eagle alone in the sky Have scanned panorama and providence For a reason that this void in which I fly Will bring me a Darien as my recompense. I do not ask for much, except to climb A its hill like Drake, and see the Pacific sublime. How else shall I claim a value at court How else shall my talent serve the earth Unless some institution say to me report With learning's pedigree, weave our mirth! All my life from school to school I have gone Searching for the El Dorado of dawn While from street to street still I flounder An exile held by chains of human blunder While each plumbed depth says my sounder Is congruent the world's, I'm wasted thunder. So let the dawn that I can move across this land Free as any man to use an unrestricted hand And give this shining citadel a brighter light To guide the pilgrims coming through the night My Darien will given if only they would write To tell medal me free in survival last fight.