I used to think Science just doddered about
Cracking up faith and a-stirring up doubt,
‘Til I saw an “experiment” performed by a friend,
By a Scientist neighbor I’d like to commend:
This chap had a neighbor (besides me, I mean)
Who doubted and questioned the “can-not-be-seen”;
Electrcity, radio–didn’t doubt them–
But an all-seeing God, “I should say not, ahem!”
So the Scientist took him (and I trailed along)
To a daisy-strewn field where the brook laughed a song;
We came as the twlight was changing to blue,
And we watched while the stars to their full brilliance grew.
“Five minutes”, our guide said, “Is all that I need,
Just concentrate–giving those stars all your heed–
Then look in my eyes when I give you the nod,
And tell me you doubt for you can’t see, a God?”
Now, the doubter’s convinced there’s a God for us all,
And my doubts about Scientists suffered a fall:
‘Though I went. for the ride, I am still not so sure
That he didn’t TWO doubters with his lecture cure!
by Ray Romine Sunday, November 22, 1942
