this has been on my wall for so many years, thought I’d share it with you tonight (though it’s not the entire poem, just the last stanza. enjoy!
But yield who will to their separation,
My object in living is to unite
My avocation and my vocation
As my two eyes make one in sight.
Only where love and need are one,
And the work is play for mortal stakes,
Is the deed ever really done
For Heaven and the future’s sakes.