Like one who solves some curious alphabet On desert stele . . . and then solves a word . . . Though the God's whispering I never heard, And though my eyes were cruelly unwet (Harshly encountering so much to do), I know how ineradicably absurd That Man is but a function of the Two, Physics and Chemistry -- that we can spell By atom and motion (or by twitch and cell) The ineffable Adventure I've been through . . . I know Love, Pain, and Power are spirit-things, My act a more than Mine or Now or Near; One with the Will that suffers, conquers, sings, @3I@1 was the mystic Voice I could not hear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HEROIC LOVE by JAMES GRAHAM (1612-1650) SONNET: 9. TO A VIRTUOUS YOUNG LADY by JOHN MILTON ANNE by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE TWO GRANDMOTHERS by IRENE ARCHER THE HOUSE OF THE FALSE PROPHET by WILLIAM ROSE BENET FO'C'S'LE YARNS: 2D SERIES. DEDICATION by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |