Resurrection
Lo! Mid the splendor of eternal spaces,
Pierced by the smile of God,
I looked last night upon celestial faces,
The singing ethers trod
World upon world in rhythmic measure wheeling —
Millions of blazing suns like censers swung;
When down the lanes of light a voice came pealing,
Upon my ear its clarion message flung:
" To-day is Resurrection! Look not hence
To some far distant trumpet call to sound
That hour when, as the spirit's recompense,
Man's body shall be summoned from the ground.
O feeble souls bound close with superstition,
O blind and halt and deaf that will not hear,
There is no other miracle fruition
Than thrills the Cosmos now from sphere to sphere!
" Earth at this hour is shaken with the passion
Of Resurrection fire.
Stupendous forces move and mold and fashion
Unto God's great desire
The only death is death in man's perception;
The only grave is grave of blinded eyes;
Creation's marvel mocks at man's deception —
It is man's mind that from its tomb must rise!
To-day is Resurrection! Take the word,
Cry it aloud to all the waiting earth:
To-day is Resurrection! Thou hast heard —
Man must arise unto a nobler birth.
'Tis human thought alone is dead and sleeping,
From orb to orb God's world flames wide awake.
From vast to vast dynamic tides are sweeping —
Not God's the fault that man will not partake.
" Earth is no fated orb flung out to nourish
An aimless, empty vast —
Aloof, alone, its little while to flourish,
Robbed of its fire at last.
In all God's scheme there is no separation,
There is no Yonder and there is no Void;
One Lightning Presence runs through all Creation —
Links earth and star and sun and asteroid
The spur that speeds Orion on his way
Thrills in man's fingers; every impetus
Of star and sun is ours; or night or day,
The torch that lights the Pleiades lights us.
Arcturus' ecstasy and man's may mingle;
One goal unites and beckons to us all;
From stone to star no destiny is single —
All are embraced within one Cosmic Call.
" Waken, O world, if ye would glimpse the wonder
Of God's great Primal Plan!
Open, O ears, if ye would hear the thunder
Hurled from the heights to man!
How long shall Christ's high message be rejected? —
Two thousand years have passed since it was told.
Must One again be born and resurrected,
E'er man shall grasp the secret, ages old?
What, then, the miracle of Easter day?
What meant the riven tomb, the hidden Might
That conquered Death and rolled the stone away
And brought the Master back to mortal sight?
This! That throughout the worlds, One Life, unbroken,
Rushes and flames in an eternal vow.
Death can not be, and never has been spoken —
God and Immortal Life are here and now! "
Pierced by the smile of God,
I looked last night upon celestial faces,
The singing ethers trod
World upon world in rhythmic measure wheeling —
Millions of blazing suns like censers swung;
When down the lanes of light a voice came pealing,
Upon my ear its clarion message flung:
" To-day is Resurrection! Look not hence
To some far distant trumpet call to sound
That hour when, as the spirit's recompense,
Man's body shall be summoned from the ground.
O feeble souls bound close with superstition,
O blind and halt and deaf that will not hear,
There is no other miracle fruition
Than thrills the Cosmos now from sphere to sphere!
" Earth at this hour is shaken with the passion
Of Resurrection fire.
Stupendous forces move and mold and fashion
Unto God's great desire
The only death is death in man's perception;
The only grave is grave of blinded eyes;
Creation's marvel mocks at man's deception —
It is man's mind that from its tomb must rise!
To-day is Resurrection! Take the word,
Cry it aloud to all the waiting earth:
To-day is Resurrection! Thou hast heard —
Man must arise unto a nobler birth.
'Tis human thought alone is dead and sleeping,
From orb to orb God's world flames wide awake.
From vast to vast dynamic tides are sweeping —
Not God's the fault that man will not partake.
" Earth is no fated orb flung out to nourish
An aimless, empty vast —
Aloof, alone, its little while to flourish,
Robbed of its fire at last.
In all God's scheme there is no separation,
There is no Yonder and there is no Void;
One Lightning Presence runs through all Creation —
Links earth and star and sun and asteroid
The spur that speeds Orion on his way
Thrills in man's fingers; every impetus
Of star and sun is ours; or night or day,
The torch that lights the Pleiades lights us.
Arcturus' ecstasy and man's may mingle;
One goal unites and beckons to us all;
From stone to star no destiny is single —
All are embraced within one Cosmic Call.
" Waken, O world, if ye would glimpse the wonder
Of God's great Primal Plan!
Open, O ears, if ye would hear the thunder
Hurled from the heights to man!
How long shall Christ's high message be rejected? —
Two thousand years have passed since it was told.
Must One again be born and resurrected,
E'er man shall grasp the secret, ages old?
What, then, the miracle of Easter day?
What meant the riven tomb, the hidden Might
That conquered Death and rolled the stone away
And brought the Master back to mortal sight?
This! That throughout the worlds, One Life, unbroken,
Rushes and flames in an eternal vow.
Death can not be, and never has been spoken —
God and Immortal Life are here and now! "
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