I needed to become who else I was,
That though I be suspended in one flame
I find me calm beside my changing mind
A child again of all I did not choose.

We walk together through a darkling wood,
His nearness now the answer I’d not guessed,
No question at the bottom of the quest
But Will I meet you there? In finitude

I sense at last the rainbow’s immense scope,
A golden swarm forever taking shape,
As from that nothingness which none escape
I reconstruct the ark of our young hope.

I’d thought him from my past, thought me too late—
But now I see he is my single fate.