I HAVE COME TO thee to take thy touch before I begin my day. Let thy eyes rest upon my eyes for awhile. Let me take to my work the assurance of thy comradeship, my friend. Fill my mind with thy music to last through the desert of noise! Let thy Love's sunshine kiss the peaks of my thoughts and linger in my life's valley where the harvest ripens.
IN THIS moment I see you seated upon the morning's golden carpet. The sun shines in your crown, the stars drop at your feet, the crowds come and bow to you and go, and the poet sits speechless in the corner.