So far from praising he blasphemes <br />Who says that God has been or is, <br />Who swears he met with God in dreams <br />Or face to face in woods and streams, <br />Meshed in their boundaries. <br /> <br />'Has been' and 'is' the seasons bind, <br />(Here glut of bread, there lack of bread). <br />The mill-stones grumble as they grind <br />That if God is, he must be blind, <br />Or if he was, is dead. <br /> <br />Can God with Danae sport and kiss, <br />Or God with rebel demons fight, <br />Making a proof as Jove or Dis, <br />Force, Essence, Knowledge, that or this, <br />Of Godhead infinite? <br /> <br />The caterpillar years-to-come <br />March head to tail with years-that-were <br />Round and around the cosmic drum, <br />To time and space they add their sum <br />But how is Godhead there? <br /> <br />Weep, sleep, be merry, vault the gate <br />Or down the evening furrow plod, <br />Hate, and at length withhold your hate, <br />Rule, or be ruled by certain fate, <br />But cast no net for God.<br /><br />Robert Graves<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/knowledge-of-god/
