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God is older than the sun and moon
and the eye cannot behold him
or voice describe him.
But a naked man, a stranger, leaned on the gate
with his cloak over his arm, waiting to asked in.
So I called him: Come in, if you will!––
He came in slowly, and sat down by the hearth.
I said to him: And what is your name?––
He looked at me without answer, but such a loveliness
entered me, I smiled to myself, saying: He is a God!
So he said: Hermes!
God is older than the sun and moon
and the eye cannot behold him
nor the voice describe him:
and still, this is the God Hermes, sitting by my hearth.
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