by Pavel Chichikov
There is a Lover, love, whom all must know
He is to summer heat the winter snow
He is to winter hill the summer sun
The leaves of many groves but He is One
He is all opposites and all the same
He joins them all by naming them one name
'I gaze all ways at once' is what he says
'In all directions from all compasses
'And yet I know true north on every star
That spinning on an axis blazes far,
A point of light and yet refulgence spreads
To where each lover with each lover weds
'I am the marriage and the lonely child
I am the tame, I am the forest wild,
I am the lost, I am the wilderness
I am the home and every gentleness'
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