Alchemy

I watched a chemist mooning o'er
his task
Sifting the elements of stars aha
suns,
At night with pious care he set
them down
His sums of gases, solids, miles
and tons.

I took his test tubes and his
crucibles,
And there until the red dawn I
stood,
Smelting up God to analyze his
parts,
And lo, I found him neither bad
nor good!

^__Elizabeth N. Barr.

The High Winds of Home
Elizabeth N. Barr
(Olathe: privately published. 1922)
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