God's mouth, it is a wondrous thing, As all good folk may see; It tells the robin what to sing, And guides the searching bee. Where morning-glories first unclose It greets them with a kiss, It breathes a blush upon the rose, A balm on clematis. It thunders to the mountain peaks, It shouts above the gale, It prattles to the sunny creeks, And whispers to the sail. It prompts the lover's timid tongue With dear and winsome art, It smiles the happiest among Men of a simple heart. Why, think! what gropings of the mind, What horror would befall, Were God a Boundless Undefined, With not a mouth at all! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ABANDONED RANCH, BIG BEND by HAYDEN CARRUTH GREEN MOUNTAIN IDYL by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE EXECUTIVE by DAVID IGNATOW DESTINY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE SLAVE TRADE: VIEW FROM THE MIDDLE PASSAGE by CLARENCE MAJOR |