At Minas Basin and Other Poems — 'I Am'

"I AM."

I am, and therefore these, Existence is by me,-- Flux of pendulous seas, The stable, free.

I am in blush of the rose, The shimmer of dawn;

Am girdle Orion knows, The fount undrawn.

I am earth's potency, The chemic ray's, the rain's, The reciprocity That loads the wains.

I am, or the heavens fall!

I dwell in my woven tent, Am immanent in all,-- Suprámanent!

I am the Life in life, Impact and verve of thought, The reason's lens and knife, The ethic "ought."

I am of being the stress, I am the brooding Dove, I am the blessing in "bless," The Love in love.

I am the living thrill And fire of poet and seer, The breath of man's goodwill, The Father near;

Am end of the way men grope, Core of the ceaseless strife, I am man's bread of hope, Water of life.

I am the root of faith, Substance of vision, too, The spirit shadowed in wraith, Urim in dew.

I am the soul's white Sun, Love's slain, enthronëd Lamb, I am the Holy One, I am I AM!