That it could only blindly follow thee.
Thou didst then give it back its liberty,
When still it clung to thee in fancy fond.
But thou shalt once more find it, when, self-willed,
It wins its individuality.
If thy soul to that light holds ever true
Which powers from spirit-realms bestow on thee,
Johannes’ soul will thirst to drink of thine
E’en where the Lord of all Desire holds sway;
And through the love which holds it bound to thee