May Poetry

We men of Earth have here the stuff
Of Paradise - we have enough!
We need no other stones to build
The Temple of the Unfulfilled - 
No other ivory for the doors -
No other marble for the floors - 
No other cedar for the beam
And dome of man's immortal dream.

Here on the paths of every-day - 
Here on the common human way
Is all the stuff the gods would take
To build a Heaven, to mold and make
New Edens. Ours is the stuff sublime
To build Eternity in time!"   
-  Edwin Markham, Earth is Enough