Poem by Canadian Poet Bliss Carman

Vestigia
I TOOK a day to search for God, And found Him not. But as I trod By rocky ledge, through woods untamed, Just where one scarlet lily flamed,	5
I saw His footprint in the sod. Then suddenly, all unaware, Far off in the deep shadows, where A solitary hermit thrush Sang through the holy twilight hush—	10
I heard His voice upon the air. And even as I marvelled how God gives us Heaven here and now, In a stir of wind that hardly shook The poplar leaves beside the brook—	15
His hand was light upon my brow. At last with evening as I turned Homeward, and thought what I had learned And all that there was still to probe— I caught the glory of His robe	20
Where the last fires of sunset burned. Back to the world with quickening start I looked and longed for any part In making saving Beauty be . . . And from that kindling ecstasy	25
I knew God dwelt within my heart.