O lovely chance, what can I do 
To give my gratefulness to you? 
You rise between myself and me 
With a wise persistency; 
I would have broken body and soul, 
But by your grace, still I am whole. 
Many a thing you did to save me, 
Many a holy gift you gave me, 
Music and friends and happy love 
More than my dearest dreaming of; 
And now in this wide twilight hour 
With earth and heaven a dark, blue flower, 
In a humble mood I bless 
Your wisdom -- and your waywardness. 
You brought me even here, where I 
Live on a hill against the sky 
And look on mountains and the sea 
And a thin white moon in the pepper tree.