I begin through the grass once again to be bound to the Lord,
I can see, through a face that has faded, the face full of rest,
Of the earth, of the mother, my heart with her heart in accord.
As I lie ’mid the cool green tresses that mantle her breast
I begin through the grass once again to be bound to the Lord.
By the hand of a child I am led to the throne of the King;
For a touch that now fevers me not is forgotten and far,
And His infinite sceptred hands that sway us can bring
Me in dreams from the laugh of a child to the song of a star.
On the laugh of a child I am borne to the joy of the King.
A.E. [George Russell]. “Reconcilement,” The Green Sheaf, No. 3, 1903, p. 8. Green Sheaf Digital Edition, edited by Lorraine Janzen Kooistra, Yellow Nineties 2.0, Toronto Metropolitan University Centre for Digital Humanities, 2022. https://1890s.ca/GSV3-ae-reconcilement/