Today's Stichomancy for Mike Myers

The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from New Poems by Robert Louis Stevenson:

Alas! the moon-white window-panes Stared blindly back on me.

To-day I hold her very hand, Her very waist embrace - Like clouds across a pool, I read Her thoughts upon her face.

And yet, as now, through her clear eyes I seek the inner shrine - I stoop to read her virgin heart In doubt if it be mine -

O looking long and fondly thus,