Cumhal called out， bending his head，

    Till Dathi came and stood，

    With a blink in his eyes， at the cave- mouth，

    Between the wind and the wood.

    And Cumhal said， bending his knees，

    'I have come by the windy way

    To gather the half of your blessedness

    And learn to pray when you pray.

    'I can bring you salmon¹ out of the streams

    And heron out of the skies.'

    But Dathi folded his hands and smiled

    With the secrets of God in his eyes.

    And Cumhal saw like a drifting smoke

    All manner of blessed souls，

    Women and children， young men with books，

    And old men with croziers and stoles.

    'Praise God and God's Mother，' Dathi said，

    'For God and God's Mother have sent

    The blessedest souls that walk in the world

    To fill your heart with content.'

    'And which is the blessedest，' Cumhal said，

    'Where all are comely² and good？

    Is it these that with golden thuribles

    Are singing about the wood？'

    'My eyes are blinking，' Dathi said，

    'With the secrets of God half blind，

    But I can see where the wind goes

    And follow the way of the wind；

    'And blessedness goes where the wind goes，

    And when it is gone we are dead；

    I see the blessedest soul in the world

    And he nods a drunken head.

    'O blessedness comes in the night and the day

    And whither the wise heart knows；

    And one has seen in the redness of wine

    The Incorruptible Rose，

    'That drowsily³ drops faint leaves on him

    And the sweetness of desire，

    While time and the world are ebbing⁴ away

    In twilights of dew and of fire.'

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