Stir in the dark of the stars unborn that desire
Only the thrill of a wild dumb force set free,
Yearn of the burning heart of the world on fire
For life and birth and battle and wind and sea,
Groping of life after love till the spirit aspire,
Into Divinity ever transmuting the clod,
Higher and higher and higher and higher and higher,
Out of the Nothingness world without end unto God.
Richard Hovey.