Did you dream, then, long ago,

When you took my hand,

That my simple magic word

Was one I did not know?

You believed me when you heard,

And a light came in your eye.

I accepted all you gave,

Though I know not why.

I possessed the only key,

I unlocked the hidden way.

Now I tell you that to me,

Lost for words to say,

Wisdom from I know not where

Whispered me to dare

Use the password I had guessed.

Poets happen on one word,

Hasten by the rest;

And after - when their life has taught

What their hearts had earlier caught,

Magic is familiar stuff.

Now I knew a poet's art

Blossoms on a troubled heart,

And though within me sprang the seed

That flowered at a mutual need,

Only now I see

That a magic old to you

Unbidden came to me.