Poetry Explorer

Classic and Contemporary Poetry

EVOLUTION by MARY DILLINGHAM FREAR

First Line: MY BROTHER STONE LIES SLEEPING
Last Line: IS PRECIOUS IN HIS SIGHT.
Subject(s): WELLESLEY COLLEGE;
MY brother stone lies sleeping,
Deep sleeping under sod.
Shall he and I awake one day
In likeness unto God?
Who says, "He sleeps forever,
But I shall sleep to wake,"
Counts not the steps of sharp ascent
That flesh to soul must take.
From stone to waving grasses,
From meadow flower to man,
From man to God, -- oh vain desire
The universe to span
By mortal mind! But let us
Climb humbly to the light;
For lo! the stone rejected
Is precious in His sight.



Home: PoetryExplorer.net