I took a day to search for God
And found Him not. But as I trod
By rocky ledge, through woods unturned,
Just where one scarlet lily flamed,
I saw His footprint in he sod.
Then suddenly. All unaware,
Far off in the deep shadows,
Where a solitary hermit thrush
Sang through the holy twilight hush
I heard his voice upon the air.
And even as I marvelled how
God gives us heaven have here and now,
In a stir of wind that hardly shook
The poplar leaves beside the brook
His hand was light upon my brow.
At last with evening I turned
Home ward, and thought what I had leaned
And all that there was still to probe
I caught the glory of his robe
Where the last fires of sunset burned.
By: Bliss Carmax
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