Saints We Love

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Kingdom of God - A Many Splendored Thing

The Kingdom of God
      O WORLD invisible, we view thee,
      O world intangible, we touch thee,
      O world unknowable, we know thee,
      Inapprehensible, we clutch thee!

      Does the fish soar to find the ocean,
      The eagle plunge to find the air--
      That we ask of the stars in motion
      If they have rumor of thee there?

      Not where the wheeling systems darken,
      And our benumbed conceiving soars!--
      The drift of pinions, would we hearken,
      Beats at our own clay-shuttered doors.

      The angels keep their ancient places--
      Turn but a stone and start a wing!
      'Tis ye, 'tis your estrangèd faces,
      That miss the many-splendored thing.

      But (when so sad thou canst not sadder)
      Cry--and upon thy so sore loss
      Shall shine the traffic of Jacob's ladder
      Pitched betwixt Heaven and Charing Cross.

      Yea, in the night, my Soul, my daughter,
      Cry--clinging to Heaven by the hems;
      And lo, Christ walking on the water,
      Not of Genesareth, but Thames!

      Francis Thompson

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