NEARNESS

Thy hand my hand,

Thine eyes my eyes,

All of thee

Caught and confused with me:

My hand thy hand

My eyes thine eyes,

All of me

Sunken and discovered anew in thee....

No: still

A foreign mind,

A thought

By other yet uncaught;

A secret will

Strange as the wind:

The heart of thee

Bewildering with strange fire the heart in me.

Hand touches hand,

Eye to eye beckons,

But who shall guess

Another's loneliness?

Though hand grasp hand

Though the eye quickens,

Still lone as night

Remain thy spirit and mine, past touch and sight.