Poem September 15, 1956 Issue

TRANSCENDENCY

Dorothy Nash Symon

In Daniel's heart were innocence and love,
a faith so strong it lifted him above
injustice, cruel jealousy, and hate.
His consciousness of good would not abate
nor shrink in fear before the angry roar
of animality that stormed the door
of his resolve to worship God aright.
Such was the power of living love and light
that when the morn was come, no hurt was found.
Exalted thought had triumphed. Truth had bound
the lions' mouths, for mortal sense was lost
in pure reality.

What is the cost
of this divine transcendency? A fast
to keep! Rejecting utterly the past—
its disappointed hopes and human will—
for these obscure the law we must fulfill
within ourselves. The error that would seem
so real to sense is but the empty dream
of fear, depicting in false imagery
its godless, self-induced indignity.
Effectual prayer rebukes material sense,
abounds in love and harbors no offense.
True homage must be constant and complete.
God's allness renders evil obsolete.

Dorothy Nash Symon

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