Imagination is that faculty of ours,
Perhaps the greatest of our human powers,
By which we visualize what yet may be
So we might urge it toward reality.
What starts as a desire becomes design,
An image toward which many powers align,
Both conscious and unconscious, till at last
A never-before-seen icon is cast.
No wonder then that we suppose a God
As a creator who can turn a clod
Of clay into an animated being,
For this is but a glorious way of seeing
Writ large that universal principle
Which makes an airy image corporal.