IN DARKNESS.

Auckland Star, Volume LXIV, Issue 285, 2 December 1933, Page 1 (Supplement)

IN DARKNESS.

Lying awake in the dark I have suddenly thought (At the clasp of unseen fingers under my head),' " God is no more Than any applebough, then, Where the birds of the air have nest; Than the little, hardly-sought Home of the field mouse, high in the tawny grain, Where the spoiler looks in vain; Than the lowly earthen door Where the vixen runs to ground as the hold hunt passes In flurry of blood-red music and bloodcrazed men; Than the bending meadow grasses Under the breast of tha lark." Lying awake in the night, I have watched with dread The wheel of planets, turning against the sky, For the lack of one might mean that Beauty is dead And her lovers' lips shall parch at a well grown dry. But one by one, Saturn, Orion, Mars, Beltegeuse, and the ancient unnamed stare Slowly took wing from the purple nest on high, A flock of .wild swans straining In silver flight, And the flare of their way to the shrouded dayspring streams. Never a diamond plume from their wings shall fall, For these are deathless, as all Great or, little, who yield them to loveliness. God is no less Than any galaxy then— Than the farthest glory of dreams Set for the longing of men. r—ROBIN HYDB. Wellington. ,