Facing West From California's Shores.

FACING WEST FROM CALIFORNIA'S SHORES.

FACING west, from California's shores, Inquiring, tireless, seeking what is yet unfound, I, a child, very old, over waves, towards the house of
maternity, the land of migrations, look afar, Look off the shores of my Western Sea—the circle
almost circled; For, starting westward from Hindustan, from the vales
of Kashmere, From. Asia—from the north—from the God, the sage,
and the hero, From the south—from the flowery peninsulas, and the
spice islands; Long having wander'd since—round the earth having
wander'd, Now I face home again—very pleas'd and joyous; (But where is what I started for, so long ago? And why is it yet unfound?)

Part of the cluster CHILDREN OF ADAM.