“I” Stands

In the mountains up high
There’s a city named “I”,
Where men come and go as they please.
There they have but one law,
It’s “Get ready to draw
If a man tells you ‘Down on your knees’.”

For they do not believe
Men were set up to grieve
With taxation of others by some,
And they’re never such fools
To be stifled by rules
That say nature is not to be won.

So each goes his own way,
If at work or at play,
And each masters whatever he can,
And the city of “I”
Grows more wide and more high
For the selfish great “I” it began.

On one day of the year
When the sky gives more cheer
Through a sun that is warming and bright,
They do have a parade
For the life they have made,
And do celebrate into the night.

They all shout, and they sing,
For the joy of each thing
That is made by industrious thought,
And the art symphonique
Stirs up pride to a peak,
When the Poet is asked what he’s wrought.

“I am I in the sky,
For my worth it is high,
And I climb without pause higher still.
I am I, I am free,
And I rise up in me—
I’m the city of rational will.

I am I in each I
That loves me for my “I”;
I exult in my thought-working hands.
In the self of my soul
I am I, wholly whole,
As high over high mountains “I” stands.”

Then men walk, or they ride,
Back on home with more pride,
And the lights of the city grow dim,
And each thinks that his face
Shows a glorious grace,
For the life that he lives is a hymn.

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2 Responses to “I” Stands

  1. Opus Dei says:

    Every line inspires, Brian Sir.

    What I love the most is:
    And I rise up in me—
    I’m the city of rational will.

    And each thinks that his face
    Shows a glorious grace,
    For the life that he lives is a hymn.

    I love it, for it sings to ‘I’ and for ‘I’.

  2. Thank you, Opus. Keep your love strong.

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