Wayfare
Reason traces every cause,
through laws,
and then the cause of laws,
to God, and -- ah!
Such sublimity!
By reason's endless thread we touch --
though barely touch --
and find our God,
shining like a radiant star,
at least infinitely far.
Faith traces every trace,
depicting grace,
an icon of the cause of grace,
our God, and -- ah!
Such intimacy!
By faith, as by an inner light,
a candle small --
but burning bright --
our hearts expand
and find our God,
shining more than solar star,
and only infinitely far.
Mockingbird
I would I were a mockingbird,
with all the notes the world has heard,
a language rich, too rich for word,
and only ever sung;
the day would pass in music sweet,
cicadas droning out the beat,
a pleasure perfect and complete,
but only ever sung.
