Lorna Clendon

Take the child and bind it carefully,
Bind it to the human world,
Take the child and clothe it rightly,
It must learn the human way.

This separate spark is blown among us,
Blown into the world of time;
Flickering in the shapes of space,
This new mind will pass its day.

Bound by form and bound by senses,
Bound into the world of space,
This new consciousness is come
Imprisoned in a human self.

Take the child and bind it carefully,
Bind it to the human world,
Take the child and clothe it rightly,
It must learn the human way.