Lifted forlornly to the Inscrutable Power.
I saw him raise his head. I heard his thought
As others hear a whisper—Surely this
Implies design!
And worlds on aching worlds
Of dying hope were wrapped in those four words.
He stared before him, wellnigh overwhelmed
For one brief moment, with instinctive awe
Of Something that ... determined every force
Directed every atom....