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YOU and I have found the secret way,
None can bar our love or say us nay:
All the world may stare and never know
You and I are twined together so.



You and I for all his vaunted width
Know the giant Space is but a myth;
Over miles and miles of pure deceit
You and I have found our lips can meet.



You and I have laughed the leagues apart
In the soft delight of heart to heart.

If there’s a gulf to meet or limit set,
You and I have never found it yet.



You and I have trod the backward way
To the happy heart of yesterday,
To the love we felt in ages past.

You and I have found it still to last.



You and I have found the joy had birth
In the angel childhood of the earth,
Hid within the heart of man and maid.

You and I of Time are not afraid.



You and I can mock his fabled wing,
For a kiss is an immortal thing.

And the throb wherein those old lips met
Is a living music in us yet.
Written by: George William Russell

Book: Reflection on the Important Things