If some grave power left us here, Solitary seekers in the night, Lonely voyeurs of the light, Shall we blaspheme what strength appears? Far better, broader, more intense To see the sign of good in things; Amid haphazard waywardings, Love what loveliness may commence. If ever a bright butterfly Has brought you unsuspected joy Neath the canopy dark destroys, Bless its shimmer and bless that sky. If ever before brown defeat Some glower gives some hint of glow, Or all you are's not all you know, Listen still to that heart, that beat. If ever when wind's against us Snarling sails that'd happily snapped You feel amidst the clip and clap One soft kiss blow, then don't resist. If higher than twin towers' crowns Your hopes have ever heralded Only to be trapped back and barred From achievement and from renown, Listen still to what hope had heard, Lift aloft for the light you saw In premonition of your fall; Seek heaven though it be in shards. More lies in our looking there With lovely eyes, tho' full of cares, With hearts that have not ceased to share, More of consequence than despair.