Iii. Seeking God

I said “I will find God,” and forth I went To seek Him in the clearness of the sky, But over me stood unendurably Only a pitiless, sapphire firmament Ringing the world,--blank splendour; yet intent Still to find God, “I will go and seek,” said I, “His way upon the waters,” and drew nigh An ocean marge weed-strewn and foam-besprent; And the waves dashed on idle sand and stone, And very vacant was the long, blue sea; But in the evening as I sat alone, My window open to the vanishing day, Dear God! I could not choose but kneel and pray And it sufficed that I was found of Thee.