Reign – A Poem by Harold Strauss

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Poem by Harold Strauss

Alfred Lord Tennyson said
That since we see a straight staff bend in a pool,
God must be at work.

So, I wonder if when he spun a crystal prism,
He felt as if he shook His hand.
Because all I feel are photons and rays
Curve and refract.

And I feel beauty too. But worldly beauty
Which is all that rings true.
Which is all that reigns
When the water bends the staff
And Tennyson prays.

Painting: Sisyphus – Titian

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