Revelation by G.A. Compton

When I think of that wide expanse of Night,

And all my mind urged by my soul and heart

Peers at its opaque walls with finite sight,

And sees but doubt step forth with poisoned dart;

When I ask if death's shoals do border on

that ageless, graspless thing, Oblivion,

Or is the Lethe-sloping shore to dawn,

Soft as the touch that lulled Endymion-

Then the immortal love, my dear, that you

Have brought, lifts me above my mortal ken,

('Tho reason, with all logic, may not view

The scene confounding tongue and agile pen;)

And I look down at doubt from far above

And know there is a God, and God is Love.