[Written for the Sentinel.]

CREATION

Beyond the one eternal Mind,
What more will men by searching find,
If God be All-in-all?
Do realms of cheerless waste exist,
Devoid of light or floating mist,
Where sunbeams never fall?

Why query thus, O doubting tongue?
Have not our bards for ages sung
Of God's creative might?
Go, watch the giant ocean wave,
Or seek the stillness of the cave,
Or count the stars at night!

Yea, more than this! with suppliant eyes
Look up once more at yonder skies—
What doth the starlight say?
It tells thee Life and Love supreme
Bespeak the fact and not the dream
Of God's eternal day.

No cheerless waste, no grewsome spot,
Where evil lurks and God is not,
Does man immortal find.
For God's creation, boundless whole,
Reflects but one unmeasured Soul—
Eternal, conscious Mind!

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