THE GATE OF THE YEAR
And I said to the man
Who stood at the gate of the year:
'Give me a light,
That I may tread safely into the unknown.'
And he replied:
'Go into the darkness,
And put your hand in the hand of God.
That shall be better to you than light
And safer than the known way.'
So I went forth and, finding the hand of God,
Trod gladly into the night.
And He led me toward the hills
And the breaking of the day in the lone East.
So heart, be still:
What need our little life, to know,
If God hath comprehension.
In all the dizzy strife
Of things both high and low,
God hideth His intention.
M. Louise Haskins