  Child-heart! Wild heart! What can I bring you, What can I sing you, You who have come from a glory afar, Called into Time from a secret star? Fleet one! Sweet one! Whose was the wild hand Shaped you in child-land, Framing the flesh with a flash of desire, Pouring the soul as a fearful fire? Strong child! Song child! Who can unravel All your long travel Out of the Mystery, birth after birth— Out of the dim worlds deeper than Earth? Glad thing! How will Life tame you? How will God name you? All that I know is that you are to me Wind over water, star on the sea. Dear heart! Near heart! Long is the journey, Hard is the tourney: Would I could be by your side when you fall— Would that my own heart could suffer it all!
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