We were so nearly there
For further fly all our cherished
aspirations
Than we could ever imagine
Our bright hopes
Though they be only thought and so
briefly seen
Have breath and life
What we once conceived of virtue and
true living
Of beauty beyond all our fondest dreams
That which came so close and was so
real awhile
Went softly streaming by
Veiled in silken clouds and airy wine
Oh, but we were so nearly there
We felt the flicker of life’s wings
Living things brushed past
But reaching out to touch
We lost
Oh, had we only known then
How to enter in
But before we knew it
The vision had slipped on by and fled
us
What had seemed so possible was now
only a dream
And, oh, the emptier we felt for having
seen
But no bright purpose was ever lost
that once has been
Truth’s star’s still there
As deep inside as it is above
Where night’s endless light is
Our mansion’s kept, our heart’s voice
mapped
Upon Love’s palm our place
And the everlasting vision etched
Out held, kind, ever offering
Love’s hand is always there
‘We always may be what we might have
been.’
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