January 1, 2000
All beautiful is Thy Hand has wrought Among the stars and galaxies, In every form there may be caught Thy miracled infinities.
The plants' perfection and élan Counsels me to know the stone But as the leap from ape to man The key resides in Thee alone.
And in this age a full descent Of the Lord of Life in human birth, The promised hour of divine advent Begins the Life Divine on earth.
Our vaunted knowledge flying goes Upon the winds of uncertainty For mind cannot know the soul of the rose Or the emerging face of divinity.
------------------------------------- Amal's comment: "Again, a fine expression - especially the last stanza - of the change within you visioning a changed world dignity - revealing everywhere. First published in Mother India - March 2001
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