November 20

I know not how—for that I first must know thee.

I know I know thee not as I would know thee,

For my heart burns like theirs that did not know him,

Till he broke bread, and therein they must know him.

I know thee, knowing that I do not know thee,

Nor ever shall till one with me I know thee—

Even as thy son, the eternal man, doth know thee.