Indiana University Bloomington

The Divine Will?

Camden Hill, religious studies, comparative literature, French


The soft hum of the stars

Called out, called out,

But there’s nothing to hear in space.

Green leaves of an ancient tree

Danced a dance of geometry

And formed impossible symmetries

That were never beheld,

Then, before, or since.


The wind wills the waves to be,

Yet will send them to their end.

And the will of the rock

Is always eroding,

As the ocean stands resolute.


While the red planet bleeds,

And the galaxy feeds,

The divine plays the medic.

But no patient can be saved

From the patience of time,

Save chaos the patient unraveler,

Nothing lasts Nothing’s last purge

But beauty, and the word,

And the long, still silence.

This poem is my rather vain attempt to capture the beautiful yet incommensurate nature of the universe, as well as our world’s seemingly endless paradoxes. The vast majority of everything will never be observed by human eyes, yet what we have accessible to us here on Earth is still too vast for an individual to comprehend, much less personally behold. Even the seemingly constant objects with which we can interact, such as a rocky shoreline, will in time be reduced to nothing by the constantly inconstant forces of nature. How can the creator of nature, if such a being exists, sit idly by and allow the unraveling of the very universe they set in motion? I suggest that in the end, after all is said and done, what will be left will not be a God triumphant in his grand plan to save the universe from itself, but rather something much more like the peaceful quiet after the resolution of a dissonant chord.


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