Insurrections

I saw God. Do you doubt it? Do you dare to doubt it? I saw the Almighty Man. His hand Was resting on a mountain, and He looked upon the World and all about it: I saw Him plainer than you see me now, You mustn't doubt it. He was not satisfied; His look was all dissatisfied. His beard swung on a wind far out of sight Behind the world's curve, and there was light Most fearful from His forehead, and He sighed, 'That star went always wrong, and from the start I was dissatisfied.' He lifted up His hand- I say He heaved a dreadful hand Over the spinning Earth, then I said 'Stay, You must not strike it, God; I'm in the way; And I will never move from where I stand.' He said, 'Dear child, I feared that you were dead,' And stayed His hand.