We had to learn.  We had to break

Asunder, tear our hearts to make

Wounds that could heal.  O kind heart-ache,

O nightmares, blest if at last they wake

To this reconcilement!  Look at the lake:

Our smiles join sun, join wind to rake

Its face into joy.  We do partake,

Sometimes, of power that can sometimes shake

Life into beauty.  The waters may quake

Coldly again; the spell will break;

But let us remember, for hope’s sake,

Today our smiles walked on the lake.