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 William Carman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-heart-of-night-2/
