April 9
Companions of the Way (Evening)If Light can thus deceive, wherefore not Life?
M Y Son, the World is dark with griefs and graves, So dark that men cry out against the Heavens.
Who knows but that the darkness is in man?
The doors of Night may be the gates of Light;
For wert thou born or blind or deaf, and then
Suddenly healed, how would'st thou glory in all
The splendours and the voices of the world!
And we, the poor earth's dying race, and yet
No phantoms, watching from a phantom shore,
Await the last and largest sense to make
The phantom walls of this illusion fade,
And show us that the world is wholly fair.
ALFRED,
LORD
TENNY-
SON,
"The
Ancient
Sage"
THE SPIRIT OF REST