Woke and began to writhe,
Burst through the osier withe,
Freed the old earth.
Nature cried out again for recognition,
Claiming that flesh is more than mere transition,
That mouths were made for sweeter things than prayer.
Yea, she, that first revealed the superhuman,
Out of the depths in us shall bring the new man
Who knows that earth is fair,
And Afterwards—who knows!"