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|The Living Wire|
I thought I’d never hear your tongue|
Again in this dead world of shame
As once when heart and world were young
And thenyou spoke my name.
The barriers of space were spread|
Widely between us, when a shaft
Of driven lightning broke their dread,
Leapingand you had laughed.
The harp-strings in the house of gold|
Vibrate when chants the heavenly choir,
My heart bound to your heart you hold
With loveand a living wire.
We are not separate, we two,|
(Alas, not one) beneath our feet
The blessed earth binds me to you,
The stones upon the street.
The very stones cry out: No more|
Seek separate paths, each step you’ve trod
Brings you but nearer than before
Home to your heartand God.
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