Classic Poem

Against eyed Night they gazed.
“O you stars,” (so he prayed)
“Who shepherds you, each in his path, across the eternal reaches?
Who holds you up from the abyss?
He shepherds us, each in his path, across the reaches of Earth;
He holds up us from the abysses beneath us …
O Father, that art in heaven,
With open hearts we entreat thy love
And surely thy love is for thy children,
Who are very little, and they know not where they go, but their souls thirst,
And they crave thy healing waters, O thou God.”

Then, in the fire-crackling silence,
Off from the youth's soul slid the load of the world,
And through him went bliss deep and pure:
Tears faltered down his face,
He was at peace.

“I have found God,” he thought,
To-night I shall sleep.”

He did not see his Mother's image grown large as the night
Inlaid with stars.