December 15
Companions of the Way (Evening)My God and my all! enough is said to him who understands.
ALL riches, goods and braveries never told Of earth, sun, air, and heaven—now I hold Your being in my being; I am ye, And ye myself; yea, lastly, Thee, God, whom my roads all reach, howe'er they run, My Father, Friend, Beloved, dear All-One, Thee in my soul, my soul in Thee, I feel, Self of my self. Lo, through my sense doth steal Clear cognizance of all selves and qualities, Of all existence that hath been or is, Of all strange haps that men miscall of chance, And all the works of tireless circumstance.
—I hear from all-wards, all-wise understand, The great bird Purpose bears me 'twixt her wings, And I am one with all the kinsmen things That e'er my Father fathered. Oh, to me All questions solve in this tranquillity.
SIDNEY LANIER