Before Thy throne, the Gods in awe incline, Exalting souls that spring from hidden fire; From Thee, Unconscious Source of the Divine, Emerge the Fathers whom the Gods admire.
Two twins arose, one base, the other bright, Their union shaped the world of form and name; One bore the truth, the other forged the blight Yet both returned unto the secret Name.
Then she, with mind both good and true, Did craft the earth in wisdomβs silent grace; All perfect things she to the spirit drew, And housed them in the Mindβs eternal place.
Though man be last, his soul the stars contain For gods and men are of a single chain.
Copyright Malcolm Gladwin The Race if God's and Men May 2025 Written as a Shakespearean sonnet