Poem by Vachel Lindsay

The Strength of the Lonely

(What the Mendicant Said)

The moon’s a monk, unmated, 
Who walks his cell, the sky.
His strength is that of heaven-vowed men
Who all life’s flames defy.

They turn to stars or shadows,
They go like snow or dew—
Leaving behind no sorrow—
Only the arching blue.

1. Sweethearts of the Year
2. What the Miner in the Desert Said
3. Sweet Briars of the Stairways
4. Above the Battle’s Front
5. Look You, I’ll Go Pray

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