Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, CREDO, by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON



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First Line: I cannot find my way: there is no star
Last Line: I feel the coming glory of the light.
Subject(s): Faith; Belief; Creed


I cannot find my way: there is no star
In all the shrouded heavens anywhere;
And there is not a whisper in the air
Of any living voice but one so far
That I can hear it only as a bar
Of lost, imperial music, played when fair
And angel fingers wove, and unaware,
Dead leaves to garlands where no roses are.

No, there is not a glimmer, nor a call,
For one that welcomes, welcomes when he fears,
The black and awful chaos of the night;
For through it all -- above, beyond it all --
I know the far-sent message of the years,
I feel the coming glory of the Light.






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