Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/The Clouds

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770899Poems, Volume I — The CloudsFlorence Earle Coates

THE CLOUDS

THE clouds give back to earth again
The moisture they absorb;
An atom floating in the sun
Is lasting as an orb.


We fear lest ill should fly itself,
And wrong at last prevail:
Lest good should lack its just reward
And light untimely fail:


We falter, and distrust the fate
We may not understand,
Interrogate the oracle,
When God is close at hand.


And still the clouds go drifting by,
Or fall in fruitful rain;
High over us the stars, undimmed,
Benignant shine again;


And from that temple, viewless, vast,
Where failure is unknown,
The Father of existences
Keeps watch above his own.