Rejoicing In Your Joy
Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul another lonely soul,
Each choosing each through all the weary hours.
And meeting strangely at one sudden goal, 
Then blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers, 
Into one beautiful perfect whole;
And life's long night is ended, and the way 
Lies open onward to eternal day.
SIR EDWIN ARNOLD
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