Signal Fires
Everywhere we have sought Thee—questioned, wondered,
Everywhere marked Thy beauty and Thine hour;
Now if at last no sacrifice is brought Thee,
Dost Thou believe we doubt Thine awful Power?
Nay, we have loved, have striven, have served, obeyed Thee,
Gloried in beauty of Thine, uttered Thy love;
Given long vigils to attain and mind Thee,
Spent lives in fixing Thee below, above.
Still dost withhold Thee, canst ignore this wonder
Of men who seek Thee in the manner Thou knowest—?
Humble and longing, ignorant, who blunder,
Yet loyal to Thy will and where Thou goest?
We will not cowardly say Thou hast no feeling,
Will not believe Thou hidest back of the years;
Or hast no Word for rapturous revealing—
Art dumb like us; like us, art veiled in tears.
No. We believe; but now we work nor tire
Stirring the embers of the Cosmic Night;
Thou art the Source, we build our answering fire;
God of our Godhood, answer our Beacon Light!