There was longer silence. A year or two
Brought me closer to you. I saw the play now
And the game somewhat and understood your fights
And enmities, and hardnesses and silences,
And wild humor that had kept you whole—
For your soul had made it as an antitoxin
To the world’s infections. And you swung to me
Closer than before—and a chumship began
Between us......
What vital power was yours!