The Poetry Corner

The Unseen Miracle

By Theodosia Garrison

The Angel of the night when night was gone High upon Heaven's ramparts, cried, "The Dawn!" And wheeling worlds grew radiant with the one And undiminished glory of the sun. And Angel, Seraph, Saint and Cherubim Raised to the morning their exultant hymn. All Heaven thrilled anew to look upon The great recurring miracle of dawn. And in the little worlds beneath them--men Rose, yawned and ate and turned to toil again.