Interpretation, dost thou say Whilst thou interpret night as day? Reservation, canst thou pray When Faith no longer lights the way? Rejection, sure 'tis Satan's day When Holy Writ is torn away! And dost thou think God's work is vain, That man should write the Book again, That science now doth light the way For modern seers of today, While in the distant long ago The Holy Spirit did not know? Such minds and hands should they indite, Wouldst thou have Krishnamurti write? From whence the spirits, think thou well, From Heaven above or depths of Hell? Whose hands, think thou, would seize the reins? Wait, wait, 'til Satan's bound with chains. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING DAY: NIGHT AND SLEEP by AMY LOWELL JOHN ERICSSON DAY MEMORIAL, 1918 by CARL SANDBURG DEDICATION FOR A PLOT OF GROUND by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS OLD LEM by STERLING ALLEN BROWN THE CHARACTER OF HOLLAND by ANDREW MARVELL |