Discovery (Toyokiko Kagawa)

I cannot invent

New things,

Like the airships

Which sail

On silver wings;

But today

A wonderful thought

In the dawn was given

And the stripes on my robe,

Shining from wear,

Were suddenly fair,

Bright with a light

Falling from heaven –

Gold, and silver, and bronze

Lights from the windows of Heaven.

And the thought

Was this;

That a secret plan

Is hid in my hand;

That my hand is big,

Big,

Because of this plan.

That God

Who dwells in my hand,

Knows the secret plan

Of the things he will do for the world

Using my hand!