You did not know yourself when you dwelt alone, and there was no crying of an errand when the wind ran from the hither to the farther shore.  
I came and you woke, and the skies blossomed with lights.
 
You made me open in many flowers; rocked me in the cradles of many forms; hid me in death and found me again in life.
 
I came and your heart heaved; pain came to you and joy.............