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Hazel Bloom

by Julia Carter Aldrich

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Thought

Backward, backward Thought has traveled,
  Back into the dim unknown,
When the spheres in cosmic star-dust
  Circled His eternal throne—
Back where cosmogonic darkness,
  Wrought upon by Spirit light,
Yielded elemental centers
  And protoplastic satellite.

Back, where first creative forces,
  By impulsion from “The Cause,”
Start the universe in motion,
  Guided by unerring laws—
Hurl the spheric fiery masses
  Thro’ abysmal depths of space—
Meting out to each an orbit
  With defined, unchanging place.

Thought, from thence, fares down the aeons
  Thro’ the long chaotic night,
While His omnipresent agents
  (Each a vast deific might)
Fashion to His will and purpose
  Thro’ infinitude of spheres;
In our own group change evolving
  Till Earth’s infant life appears—

Till creation felt Time’s fullness,
  Surging thro’ unmeasured night,
That should rend the swathe of vapors
  With command—“Let there be Light—”
Felt the rolling, tossing tumult
  Of the fierce, internal sweep
When the thunder-toned volcanos
  Lifted lands from shoreless deep.

Then, from formless void emerging,
  Earth spread wide her fields and hills,
Woke the untrod glooms with music
  Of her new-born leaping rills;—
Then the firmament, in grandeur,
  Lit its unveiled depths of blue
With the moon in full-orbed beauty
  And the young stars beaming through.

And the sunshine thrilled earth’s bosom,
  Quickened germ-imprisoned life—
Soon the hillsides and the valleys
  Were with floral beauty rife;—Forests
robed the mountain ranges,
  Bound their sun-crooned brows with green,
While the mighty, sea-fed rivers
  Rolled in majesty between.


Farther on in Life’s gradations
  He who tuned the spheric roll,
Back in Nature’s barred Arcana,
  Gave and clothed the human soul.
Hush, oh thought, nor dare to question
  How creative laws adjust!
Canst thou comprehend Jehovah
  Or the elemental “dust?”

Here, oh spirit, rest with child-faith;
  Covet not forbidden things.
Life, the vainly sought for secret,
  Proof, to us, of Godhood brings—
Of the Infinite, beyond us—
  Far beyond the grasp of mind;—
Kneeling, trusting, here we worship
  God—Jehovah, Undefined.

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