Sunday, June 21, 2015


               I stand with those who say that Cosmic Mind
               Is that which brings all matter into being,
               An intellect by which all is designed,
               The universe refined by its decreeing.

               The farther we explore the cosmic realm
               Discovering vast sailing galaxies,
               It grows more clear there’s someone at the helm
               Whom scientists may know by slow degrees.

               This intellect that underlies all things,
               From which our own intelligence has sprung,
               That Lord of which each holy hymnal sings
               Is praised aloud in every nation’s tongue.

                    That all we see and know could come by chance
                    Is folly deeper knowing soon supplants.