Sonnet Iii

O world, thou choosest not the better part!
It is not wisdom to be only wise,
And on the inward vision close the eyes,
But it is wisdom to believe the heart.
Columbus found a world, and had no chart,
Save one that faith deciphered in the skies;
To trust the soul's invincible surmise
Was all his science and his only art.

Our knowledge is a torch of smoky pine
That lights the pathway but one step ahead
Across a void of mystery and dread.
Bid, then, the tender light of faith to shine
By which alone the mortal heart is led
Unto the thinking of the thought divine.

by George Santayana

Comments (2)

I was just thinkng to myself: Mother Emanuel Church - God with us - God within us. But how are we to believe in God when such a fate befalls his people worshiping him and studying his word? Then, by coincidence I click this poem. And George Santayana, whose works I remember well from reading in my youth, speaks to me. 'Bid, then, the tender light of faith to shine / By which alone the mortal heart is led / Unto the thinking of the thought divine.' Praise God, from whom all blessings flow. And bless his people who suffer here below.
His only art. Nice work.