 | The collected poems of Arthur Edward Waite |  |
XXV
IN THE BLESSING OF BREAD AND WINE
It is possible to receive God in many elements.
Venite
Weary of walking in the night alone,Come, we beseech Thee, come unto Thine own!
Vapid are our pursuits and vain our lot
But not so foolish we as to desire Thee not.
Communication is in many kinds, but the true act of reception is only in the inmost heart.
| The collected poems of Arthur Edward Waite | |