In a day of humanity are all the days
of time, from that inconceivable
first day to which a terrible God
affixed all days and agonies,
to that other when the ubiquitous river
of earthly time becomes an eternal
sea and writes itself in the present,
the future, yesterday, and - for me - today.
Between the dawn and dark lives
universal history, out of night spreading
before my feet the wandering roads.
Carthage annihilated, Hell and Glory.
Give me, God, the joy and courage
to scale the summit of this day.
