Treasure Island

survi sharma


God's Grandeur


The world is charged with the grandeur of God
it will flame out, like shining from shook foil.,
it gathers to a greatness,
like the ooze of oil
crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
generations have trod, have trod, have trod.,
and all is seared with a trade., bleared., smeared with toil.,
and wears men's smudge and shares men's smell: the soil,
is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod

and for all this, nature is never spent,
there lives a dearest freshness, deep down things,

Submitted: Tuesday, August 06, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 06, 2013

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