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Henry Van Dyke - A Psalm Of The Distant Road
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Happy is the man that seeth the face of a friend in a far country: 
The darkness of his heart is melted in the rising of an inward joy.

It is like the sound of music heard long ago and half forgotten: 
It is like the coming back of birds to a wood that winter hath made bare.

I knew not the sweetness of the fountain till I found it flowing in the desert: 
Nor the value of a friend till the meeting in a lonely land.

The multitude of mankind had bewildered me and oppressed me: 
And I said to God, Why hast thou made the world so wide?

But when my friend came the wideness of the world had no more terror: 
Because we were glad together among men who knew us not.

I was slowly reading a book that was written in a strange language: 
And suddenly I came upon a page in mine own familiar tongue.

This was the heart of my friend that quietly understood me: 
The open heart whose meaning was clear without a word.

O my God whose love followeth all thy pilgrims and strangers: 
I praise thee for the comfort of comrades on a distant road.
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