FIAT LUX

ABBY BEECHER ROBERTS.

The eyes of new-born babe, first opening,
See not the world, the forms of man and beast,
Distinguish not the distances, but bring
One thought by which the new life is increased;
"Let there be light,"
And on that light the eyes rejoicing feast.

When one, in searching for the light of Truth,
In new-born consciousness of being, cries
Out in sight, it is no world uncouth
He looks upon,—he sees but light arise—
"And there was light"
On which to fix his newly opened eyes.