
The poem explores the idea that humanity progresses through a series of reincarnations, with the soul evolving and growing spiritually over time. The narrator describes how they have lived many lives, experiencing joy and sorrow, and learning valuable lessons along the way. Through each incarnation, the narrator's soul becomes increasingly refined, ultimately approaching spiritual enlightenment.
By Ella Wheeler Wilcox · First published 1900 · Genre: Poetry, Philosophical, Inspirational · 164 words
To each progressive soul there comes a day When all things that have pleased and satisfied Grow flavourless, the springs of joy seem dried. No more the waters of youth's fountains play; Yet out of reach, tiptoeing as they may, The more mature and higher pleasures hide. Life, like a careless nurse, fails to provide New toys for those the soul has cast away.
Upon a strange land's border all alone, Awhile it stands dismayed and desolate. Nude too, since its old garments are outgrown; Till clothed with strength befitting its estate, It grasps at length those raptures that are known To souls who learn to labour, and to wait.
Progression is listed on Textopian as a poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox, dated 1900 CE.
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Philosophy · Spirituality · Poetry · Free Verse · Mysticism · Esoteric · Occult · Theosophy · New Thought · Metaphysics · Self-Discovery · Personal Growth