SAILING THROUGH the night I came to life's feast, and the morning's golden goblet was filled with light for me. I sang in joy, I knew not who was the giver, And I forgot to ask his name. In the midday the dust grew hot under my feet and the sun overhead. Overcome by thirst I reached the well. Water was poured to me. I drank it. And while I loved the ruby cup that was sweet as a kiss, I did not see him who held it and forgot to ask his name. In the weary evening I seek my way home. My guide- comes with a lamp and beckons me. I ask his name, But I only see his light through the silence and feel his smile filling the darkness.