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