V. 2. / 106.) I Think That When I Tumbled . . .

I think that when I tumbled

I fell into the well

And sank into its deep dark vault

Through endless fathoms down

Past inky strands of veiled weeds

That walled the well’s surrounds

I fell and fell but upside-down

Went slowly down and down –

I passed the deep I feared too much

But with open arms outstretched

Reached down my hands and

Caught the joy – the thing that first

Had bid me fall – the dive

For the pearl of love and truth

The Pearl of the greatest price of all.

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