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I took a day to search for God,
and
found him not. But as I trod
By rocky ledge, through woods untamed,
Just
where one scarlet lily flamed,
I saw his footprint in the sod.
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Then Suddenly, all unaware,
Far off in
the deep shadows, where
A solitary Hermit Thrush
Sang thru the holy
twilight hush
I heard His voice upon the air. |
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And even as I marvelled how
God gives us
Heaven here and now
In a stir of wind that hardly shook
The Poplar leaves
beside the brook
His hand was light upon my brow. |
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At last with evening as I
turned
Homeward, and thought what I had learned
And all that there was
still to probe
I caught the glory of His robe
Where the last fires of
sunset burned. |
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Back to the world with Quickening
start
I looked and longed for any part
In making saving Beauty be
And
from that kindling ecstasy
I knew God dwelt within my heart.
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