Who Knows the Master Maker's Mind

by Clinton Scollard
Who knows the Master Maker's mind,
Who knows the Master Maker's art,
That shaped the wings that are the wind,
And moulded red the rose's heart?

We mark new marvels every day;
New wonders every day we find;
Yet who, in all our clan of clay,
Who knows the Master Maker's mind?
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