A Grain Of Sand

If starry space no limit knows
And sun succeeds to sun,
There is no reason to suppose
Our earth the only one.
'Mid countless constellations cast
A million worlds may be,
With each a God to bless or blast
And steer to destiny.

Just think! A million gods or so
To guide each vital stream,
With over all to boss the show
A Deity supreme.
Such magnitudes oppress my mind;
From cosmic space it swings;
So ultimately glad to find
Relief in little things.

For look! Within my hollow hand,
While round the earth careens,
I hold a single grain of sand
And wonder what it means.
Ah! If I had the eyes to see,
And brain to understand,
I think Life's mystery might be
Solved in this grain of sand.

by Robert William Service

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I am set to light the ground While the beetle goes his round SYLVA- ONYEMA UBA
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in my a dream in my a dream world is large but Allah the best of the best wherever and whenever Junglorong, 6 May 2015
Interesting poem...........Nice
Blake's ability to blend rhyme into the simple narrative is what gives his work so much power & beauty. It lodges inside the heart, making the human associations so compelling & profound.
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