Classic Poem

The secrets we divine
Of stars that o'er us shine,
And Tanit, bathed in splendors,
Her mystery surrenders
At our sign.

Each living thing on earth
Proclaims our holy worth;
We know all wonders mystic,
All symbols cabalistic,
From our birth.

We know the balm for stings,
We read the eyes of kings;
We live in contemplation,
And in deep meditation
Learn all things.

We warn when gentle rain
Will ripple on the plain.
Near Nebo's lofty altars
Our worship never falters,
Nor is vain.

We read the azure skies,
All naked to our eyes!
And nothing over or under
Can cause our spirit wonder
Or surprise!

We know the mystic powers
Of birds, and beasts, and flowers;
And happy life eternal,
Forever sweet and vernal,
Will be ours!