And the music of that old song.

How round the cliffs gather.

What drags me and lures me.

Lawdy, let yo' green light.

What tells me to roam?

Of the ravens comes back;

May you have the wisdom to enter generously into your own unease to discover the new direction your.

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What drags me and lures me.

I fain would go thither, i fain would be there!

Where my lovin' babe done gone.

I mingle amongst them, and follow their track.

May you have the courage to listen to the voice of desire that disturbs you when you have settled for something safe.

Throbs in my memory still:

What drags me and lures me.

A poem by john o’donohue.

How round the cliffs gather.

What tells me to roam?

Went down to the yards.

What pulls at my heart so?

I fain would go thither, i fain would be there!

These short verses, imbued with the essence of melancholic yearning, beckon us to explore the depths of emotions that transcend the ordinary human experience.

Blessed be the longing that brought you here and quickens your soul with wonder.

Of the ravens comes back;

Looked down the track.

What pulls at my heart so?

I remember the bulwarks by the shore, and the fort upon the hill;

The clouds high in air!

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Poets use metaphors and vivid descriptions to evoke the profound emotions of longing, creating a tapestry of unrequited love, unattained dreams, or distant lands calling.

Longwood longings the jogger who ran away with my heartbeat.

To see the signal lights come on;

Red light in my block, green light down the line;

I think i should not find the clouds so dim and gray, and not so loud the waves complaining at the shore.

Of the ravens comes back;

I mingle amongst them, and follow their track.

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A boy's will is the wind's will, and the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.

How round the cliffs gather.

The clouds high in air!

The clouds high in air!

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I fain would go thither, i fain would be there!

What tells me to roam?

Shine down on that babe o' mine.

Johann wolfgang von goethe > longing.

By paul laurence dunbar.