Let cauled heart know what all soul would find, Then throw the folded shadow to the ground-- Disclose, beat by beat, one glowing coal No dark could daunt forever: self's own soul 5 Whose hour is ever at the very dawn, Whose heaven's always green as the richest lawn. Only soul's sight within that shapes sights without Could let us become, by doubt, devout-- This spark that circles without thought of toil 10 Seeks a new sunrise in every inch of soil, Says we are all of sheerest marvel shaped Who grew to awkward Man from aweless Ape; And even Earth's conception felt no discontent Whose seeds fell warmly, were warmly meant.
From the collection "Supposing Roses"
Written by Gregg Glory [Gregg G. Brown]
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