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_I took a day to search for God, / And found Him not. But as I trod / By rocky ledge, through woods untamed, / Just where one scarlet lily flamed, / I saw His footprint in the sod._
_Then suddenly, all unaware, / Far off in the deep shadows, where / A solitary hermit thrush / Sang through the holy twilight hush -- / I heard His voice upon the air._
_And even as I marvelled how / God gives us Heaven here and now, / In a stir of wind that hardly shook / The poplar leaves beside the brook -- / His hand was light upon my brow._
_At last with evening as I turned / Homeward, and thought what I had learned / And all that there was still to probe -- / I caught the glory of His robe / Where the last fires of sunset burned._
_Back to the world with quickening start / I looked and longed for any part / In making saving Beauty be. / And from that kindling ecstasy / I knew God dwelt within my heart._