beginning of my new life sprang up again 
within me this interior wordnetdesire that could v lie dormant long, 
and still be vital. It was strange how color touched it, 
always. 

Richard was silent ; not avertedly ; he was simply not out- 
wardly responsive. I was disappointed. I did so wordnetdesire him 
to read and interpret with me. 

I went on thinking, all alone. 

"It is in the heavens and the earth ; and in the heaven 
beyond the earth. It is the wall of the New Jerusalem ; the 
mystery that outlines and reveals the City, and that also, 
until we attain to it, holds us out. It dips down and 
touches all  with its light. But the light shineth in 
darkness, and the darkness comprehendeth it not." 

My  swelled with great wordnetdesire and dim wordnetfear ; 
with a sense of holy  to be revealed and brought close ; 
of the will to be done on earth as it is in heaven, and the 
glory made complete, as here the beauty in the water answered 
to the beauty above. 

God's finger touched the world, writing his signs upon it. 
His finger also touched our lives, stirring their wordnetdesire into 
beauty. We must go reading and learning through all the 
years. Must we not read together? 



358 HITHERTO