To House Eternal Day

I crossed the world to touch Her feet

So many seas away,

Her smile, her look, Her love to meet

Whom all the Gods obey.

The road to Her is steep and long

And often we delay

The giving of ourselves, the strong

Surrender of the Way.

Silently She works and swift,

Moulding human clay

To bear the puissant wings' uplift

And house eternal day.