Of that ineffable essence which we call Spirit, he who thinks most will say least.—@3Emerson.@1 I HAVE seen God, Yet what He is I may not say, Lest when you think, And when you pray, What He is not He should appear. Was He begot Of our rude speech? Nay, but to each He is more dear. Forever streams His presence bright, In varied hues, Reflected well In many souls; But who can tell What sweet delight To each is given? I may not preach, You may not hear; There is no rule, Austere command, Or stern decree Of any school, Or creed to teach. No inward strife Can bring him near. Why should you ask Of Him or His? Why seek to know His plan for me? Will thou His will, And go thy way. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESTIC SONG by DAVID IGNATOW EVERYBODY KNOWS by DAVID IGNATOW PROVING by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE OCTOROON by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 6. SUNSET IN THE TROPICS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON SPRING DAY: NIGHT AND SLEEP by AMY LOWELL DEDICATION TO THE LATER SONNETS TO URANIA by GEORGE SANTAYANA |