When all the stars are sown <br /> Across the night-blue space, <br /> With the immense unknown, <br /> In silence face to face. <br /> We stand in speechless awe <br /> While Beauty marches by, <br /> And wonder at the Law <br /> Which wears such majesty. <br /> How small a thing is man <br /> In all that world-sown vast, <br /> That he should hope or plan <br /> Or dream his dream could last! <br /> <br /> O doubter of the light, <br /> Confused by fear and wrong, <br /> Lean on the heart of night <br /> And let love make thee strong! <br /> <br /> The Good that is the True <br /> Is clothed with Beauty still. <br /> Lo, in their tent of blue, <br /> The stars above the hill!<br /><br />Bliss Carman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-heart-of-night/
