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A watcher of Thy spaces make me, / Make me a listener at Thy stone, / Give to me vision and then wake me / Upon Thy oceans all alone. / Thy rivers' courses let me follow / Where they leap the crags in their flight / And where at dusk in caverns hollow / They croon to music of the night. / Send me far into Thy barren land / Where the snow clouds the wild wind drives, / Where monasteries like gray shrouds stand -- / August symbols of unlived lives. / There pilgrims climb slowly one by one, / And behind them a blind man goes: / With him I will walk till day is done / Up the pathway that no one knows.