Little Veil

To a Daisy
by Alice Meynell

Slight as thou art, thou art enough to hide
⁠Like all created things, secrets from me,
⁠And stand a barrier to eternity.
And I, how can I praise thee well and wide


From where I dwell—upon the hither side?
⁠Thou little veil for so great mystery,
⁠When shall I penetrate all things and thee,
And then look back? For this I must abide,


Till thou shalt grow and fold and be unfurled
Literally between me and the world.
⁠Then I shall drink from in beneath a spring,


And from a poet's side shall read his book.
O daisy mine, what will it be to look
⁠From God's side even of such a simple thing?