THOU so far, we grope to grasp thee -- Thou, so near, we cannot clasp thee -- Thou, so wise, our prayers grow heedless -- Thou, so loving, they are needless! In each human soul thou shinest. Human-best is thy divinest. In each deed of love thou warmest; Evil into good transformest. Soul of all, and moving centre Of each moment's life we enter. Breath of breathing -- light of gladness -- Infinite antidote of sadness; -- All-preserving ether flowing Through the worlds, yet past our knowing. Never past our trust and loving, Nor from thine our life removing. Still creating, still inspiring, Never of thy creatures tiring. Artist of thy solar spaces, And thy humble human faces; Mighty glooms and splendors voicing; In thy plastic work rejoicing; Through benignant law connecting Best with best -- and all perfecting, Though all human races claim thee, Thought and language fail to name thee, Mortal lips be dumb before thee, Silence only may adore thee! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BATTLE SONG by EBENEZER ELLIOTT IVAN THE CZAR by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS MY LITTLE GARDEN by GWENDOLEN ALLEN SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 8. THEE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) INHERITANCE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN TO CLARE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN FEMININE TALK by MAXWELL BODENHEIM HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 37 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |