Classic Poem

I am not afraid to turn the corner:
I know what is round where and am satisfied:
I know that hate is round there and cruelty and that I must suffer as well as enjoy,
But I know that love also is round there, ceaseless love.
I hear voices: voices that caution me against my loyal journeys.
But no matter what are the warnings they post on the uncertain road,
I go my way without a stop, in the full knowledge of love's loss and love's gain,
My way to the end and the beginning again without a stop,
My soul and my body agreed that neither is to falter or retreat.
If I was afraid to turn the corner I would be afraid to be here,
If I was afraid of what I do not see I would be afraid of what I see,
If I was afraid to put the seed in the ground I would be afraid to eat the fruit of the orchard.
I know that life has all love's surprises to share with me: they are countless:
And I know that the universe is no fool to throw me as a spent thing into a void:
It never occurs to me that I am to be deceived:
That death could deceived life whatever death does,
That the imperfect could deceive the perfect whatever imperfection may corrupt,
That facts could deceive my dreams however hard the stones of the street may be.
I can see no reason why the universe should waste me,
I can see every reason why the universe should make use of me—
Yes, make the best use of me, immortal use, for all the years to come
Come with me, dear brother,
Come with your doubts, come with your weaker feet,
Come with me on this dreaded pilgrimage:
I tell you all is beautiful round the corner in spite of your fears,
That even the shadows are beautiful and the deaths before their time,
Because love is beautiful and love takes care of all its darling children.
Do you tremble, thinking you may be forgotten in the crowd?
Love forgets no one: above all others, you who need more than all others, love will call your name.
I have counted up all the figures of love and I find I cannot be left out,
And I find that you could not be left out, nor a single person be left out,
And I find that if anyone thinks he can be left out he has fooled his own soul,
For the way and the end are fixed and faultless and cannot be escaped,
And the way and the end are the way and the end of love,
And no matter how many corners you turn or how sharp the corners,
Love is always there ahead of you waiting for you with open arms.
I do not need to put the universe under bonds to treat me with love's good will,
The universe cannot help itself, it must treat me well and best,
Because the design of all is love's design and cannot be evaded,
And I and you and everyone but come into the general bounty wherever we go:
I am not afraid to turn the corner.