O then indeed I knew how closely knit

To stars and flowers we are, how many means

Of grace there are for those that never lose

Their sense of membership in this divine

Body of God; for those that all their days

Have walked in quiet communion with the Life

That keeps the common secret of the sun,

The wind, the silence and the heart of man.

There is one God, one Love, one everlasting

Mystery of Incarnation, one creative