Songs and Sonnets (Coleman)/Certitude
CERTITUDE.
From regions inaccessible to sight
We catch at times a momentary gleam
As of celestial mysteries that stream
In distant realms of unimagined light;
Then, rapt as from a restless, fevered night,
There breaks upon our little finite dream
The vision of immortal dawn supreme—
The nameless threshold of the Infinite.
Who knows such moments needs no other sign;
Faith proves itself, and in the soul there wakes
Conviction of a purpose, vast, benign;
As Spring thrills through the apathetic clod,
Upon the barren wastes of doubt there breaks
A sudden boundless consciousness of God!