12.
Thus came our universe with all its stars,
Its suns and planets—all that these contain;
Our earth rolls on among the planet-cars,
Freighted with life and death, with peace and wars,
With all the good and evil in its train;
And we, the tiny mortals struggling here,
Hoping and fearing, vexing heart and brain,
Have much our weary, drooping souls to cheer—
For what is mystery now will soon be plain and clear.