YOU see these slender tapers standing there Like Lilliputians wrestling with the air, In yellow garb, that strange suggestive hue Of tragic reminiscence to the Jew? These tiny lights have struggled thus for years; Though often bathed in blood and drenched in tears, They flicker still—It seems no mortal might Can crush God's great miracle of light. This little group of torches came to show The hiding place of Heaven here below; By lighting every corner of the earth, They see and preach life's meaning and its worth. Though weak and few they caused the very heart Of all humanity to stir, and gave the start To God's most sacred truths; Indeed proclaim His Fatherhood, His purpose and His name. Yea, Israel, it is Thy fate to fight In darkened corners and to shed the light Till all the world at last has learned to see Its way to God and immortality. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AGING TOGETHER by CLARENCE MAJOR A VALENTINE TO SHERWOOD ANDERSON by GERTRUDE STEIN LIGHT [AND LOVE] by FRANCIS WILLIAM BOURDILLON TO HIS WATCH, WHEN HE COULD NOT SLEEP by EDWARD HERBERT SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: HARRY WILMANS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS FLAMMONDE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 119 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |