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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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A Grain of Sand

Published by Susan on 08/02/2003 (5918 reads)
If starry space no limit knows...

If starry space no limit knows
     And sun succeeds to sun,
There is no reason to suppose
     Our earth the only one.
'Mid countless constellations cast
     A million worlds may be,
With each a God to bless or blast
     And steer to destiny.

Just think! A million gods or so
     To guide each vital stream,
With over all to boss the show
     A Deity supreme.
Such magnitudes oppress my mind;
     From cosmic space it swings;
So ultimately glad to find
      Relief in little things.

For look! Within my hollow hand,
     While round the earth careens,
I hold a single grain of sand
     And wonder what it means.
Ah! If I had the eyes to see,
     And brain to understand,
I think Life's mystery might be
     Solved in this grain of sand.

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