Though a deep and wondrous truth.
You may have forgotten—forgotten it!
You, who have been here too long—
My brother, know it again, again!
Or you, newcomer, no one may have told you—
Hear me, then!
It is a faith,—
A faith on which hangs all the law and the singer’s prophecy;
Which cuts down to the life-roots of our Being;
Which lays bare the red-flowing blood,—the sap of life;