Egypt Revolution 2011

Tahrir Square 1st February 2011. Photo by Counterfire.

 Bond and Free

by Robert Frost

Love has earth to which she clings 

With hills and circling arms about--

Wall within wall to shut fear out.

But Thought has need of no such things, 

For Thought has a pair of dauntless wings.

On snow and sand and turn, I see 

Where Love has left a printed trace 

With straining in the world's embrace. 

And such is Love and glad to be 

But Thought has shaken his ankles free. 

Thought cleaves the interstellar gloom 

And sits in Sirius' disc all night, 

Till day makes him retrace his flight

With smell of burning on every plume,

Back past the sun to an earthly room. 

His gains in heaven are what they are. 

Yet some say Love by being thrall 

And simply staying possesses all

In several beauty that Thought fares far 

To find fused in another star.