THE world is charged with the grandeur of God. 
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod; And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod. And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.
Using “charged” invokes a feeling of light and creations, such as when God said “let there be light”. The next few lies speak of suffering generations, probably ones in which people have lost faith in God. I think that the image of the earth being soiled by men’s smudge is especially interesting because it brings on the whole idea that our world has been tainted since Eve and that darn apple! We put ourselves here, on this soiled planet. “Nature is never spent”. Is our HUMAN nature spent? The Bible says no, “[f]or God formed man to be imperishable; the image of his own nature he made him” (Wisd. 2.23). God hasn’t given up on us yet, and as for now, the human race will continue on. The light will nonetheless continue to shine without interruption.
I wonder sometimes. I have faith in God’s existence, but like many, I wonder why we have such atrocities in our world if God exists. I still have hope for some reason though….maybe it has to do with Barack Obama!
These images combine to assure the reader that although the world may look bleak, man may yet hope, because God, through the sacrifice of Christ and the descent of His Holy Spirit, has overcome mortality.
Andiamo Poetry 