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LXIII
Thou hast made me known to friends whom I knew not.
Thou hast given me seats in homes not my own. Thou hast brought
the distant near and made a brother of the stranger.
I am uneasy at heart when I have to leave my accustomed shelter;
I forget that there abides the old in the new, and that there also
thou abide.
Through birth and death, in this world or in others, wherever
thou lead me it is thou, the same, the one companion of my
endless life who ever link my heart with bonds of joy to the
unfamiliar.
When one knows thee, then alien there is none, then no door is
shut. Oh, grant me my prayer that I may never lose the bliss of the
touch of the one in the play of many.
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