So Near, My Love

So Near My Love
Too close again to see That one—alone May never know the Touch Of Trust Or any closer Than the Distance Of most Kindred Kindred Spirits be— Closer still— As God will allow— Did He not make One? But it is His choosing of The two— The same That moves this Spirit between us— So near— My love So close that we may see That each—Alone Must know this Hand Of trust—upon us Before two may closer be.