Luce Adorabile
You came to me when I had turned and said:—
“This, in my darkened life can never be,
My ways are in the stumbler’s paths instead!”
You came to me
High and unprejudiced and spirit free.
Wearing God’s seal upon your pure forehead,
Dearest, you bent from your bright way to see
My flickering torch: your own, live-flashing, red
Rekindled the faint flame. Thus holily,
A radiance, a light when light had fled,
You came to me.