By some chance, here they are, all on this earth; and who…
““By some chance, here they are, all on this earth; and who shall ever tell the sorrow of being on this earth, lying, on quilts, on the grass, in a summer evening, among the sounds of the night. May God bless my people, my uncle, my aunt, my mother, my good father, oh, remember them kindly in their time of trouble; and in the hour of their taking away. After a little I am taken in and put to bed. Sleep, soft smiling, draws me unto her: and those receive me, who quietly treat me, as one familiar and well-beloved in that home: but will not, oh, will not, not now, not ever; but will not ever tell me who I am.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The speaker laments being unseen and unrecognized, yearning for comfort and identity amidst suffering.
In simple terms: Feeling unseen and yearning for belonging.
Key Takeaway
Seek acknowledgment and compassion.
Themes
suffering
identity
yearning
Mood
melancholic
reflective
Type
poetry
spiritual
When to use this quote
- hospital
- family grief
- personal crisis
Key Concepts
existential loneliness
spiritual longing
Questions to Reflect On
- Who do you turn to for comfort?
- What does identity mean to you?
A Different Perspective
Recognition may not be possible.