End of Little Gidding - Four Quartets - T. S. Eliot

The end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.  At the source longest river the voice of the hidden waterfall.  Not known because not looked for but heard, half heard in the stillness between two waves the sea.  Quick now, here now, always a condition of complete siimplicity and all shall be well and all manner shall when the tongues of the flame are infolded and the fire and the rose are one.