Because thou art nearest <br />To the mystery of the fire <br />That is Earth's and the soul's <br />And the body's desire, <br />Whereof we were made <br />As a song out of sound, <br />Trembling together <br />And together enwound, <br />O frailer, more fading <br />The hope and the lure <br />That are not where thou art:-- <br />They fade nor endure, <br />But in thee is the secret, <br />The star, and the fire, <br />Ever nearer and dearer, <br />My joy, my desire.<br /><br />Robert Laurence Binyon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/because-thou-art-nearest/
