Poems (Storrie)/God Knows Why

by Agnes Louisa Storrie

God Knows Why.

     God knows why
He planted cruel thorns about
 The fragrance of the rose.
So ask me not; my own sad doubt
 Doubts only not
     God knows.

     God knows why
He sowed His rarest jewels deep
 In earth's unlovely clay,
And to the lowest life that lives
     Gave all His pearls away.
   I know not—I—
     But God knows why.

     God knows why
He linked His holiest mystery
 To instincts like the brutes;
And through God-given passions, He
 Our God-likeness refutes.
  I know not—I—
But surely—oh! but surely
     God knows why.