If thou shouldn'st never see my face again, pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.
~ from "Idylls of the King" by Alfred Tennyson
The clear bead at the center changes everything,
There are no edges to my loving now,
I've heard it said that there's a window that
opens from one mind to another.
But if there's no wall, there's no need for fitting
the window or the latch.